Thunder from Down Under

The fellas and Supermodel Tyra Banks, posted.
Mega club , Zirca, the one that replaced the now defunct MOS Singapore , recently, announced that the management's gonna make Zirca attract a whole new audience at earlier time slots other than the normal clubber which steps in closer to midnight.

Their solution?

Bring in a world famous All-male revue.

Introducing , if you haven't heard of them already, the 'Thunder from Down Under' .

Critically acclaimed and world famous for their high energy and performance routines; not to mention those rippling bodies and skimpy ' as far as the law allows it' outfits.

Girls are getting all hot and bothered I know. ^^

Q

Size doesn't Matter

Since my old lappie which journeyed with me through my years in university finally died on me last year, I've not had another personal one since.

But I've always appreciated the connectivity and convenience a lappie brings.

I could get work done on the go. I could check my mails. Check on my Facebook. Chat online. Shop.... lol .

Yeah. On the go but still on the ball.

But I could never understand the mentality that so many still have.

If a lappie is meant to be of convenience and portability , how does one explain the obsession with getting 'the one with the largest screen' and 'the most features?

If I wanted those , I'd lug my entire PC with me. Nothing beats that.

Otherwise, all I need are the basic functionalities. No need to play complex video games or run complex programs or top notch sound systems.

Just being able to be quick and efficient in the bare necessities that we only need while on the move.

So , for me, a lappie has to be small. REALLY small so that I'd almost carry next to nothing in my normal bag. Anywhere. Everywhere.

So, it's no surprise that even in this economic down turn , while desk tops and standard-sized lappies, see sales taking a dip, the mini lappie had actually seen growth, according to a recent newspaper report.

More people are wising up.

About time.

Q ... yes and i want one!!

Ending to a Beautiful Book

We finally settled our differences.

We finally ended it all.

For the better. For each other.

We finally talked it out. Trashed it out.

And came back as friends.

With more love and respect than we've ever had for each other .

No longer intimate . But stronger as friends.

I'll treasure the memories we've had together .

I'll wish each other happiness and dreams come true for everything we put our efforts and hearts to.

Looking ahead. Happy for each other.

A broken relationship. But not a broken heart.

Q .... I will Always love you baby.

A & A 4 eva.

The Parcel

So much effort. So much monetary investment. So much of time and love put in.

A gift. A parcel.

A relationship gone so cold you don't even know if it even still exist.


But one thing's for certain .

My love is still there and that's all that matters.

For too long , I was in pain.

I deserve happiness. Because I am so much better.

I'm worth it.

Such is the Power of the Universe!

Just last night, just before I'm due to send out The Parcel, I met my close friend who's been through this with me all the way, on the streets.
How cool is that?^^

And we talked about appreciating my gifts and my life and having enough self worth to seek positivity into my life. She's so right.

There are millions out there who are suffering and have less gifts than me.

If even they can find happiness, I shouldn't be dwelling but counting on my blessing.

My life isn't wretched. I shouldn't let it be.

The whole of this week, I've survived on next to no sleep and spending hell lot of money and effort on The Parcel.


Could have simply gotten my baby a straight off-the-shelf expensive gift.

But that'll mean nothing.

It was therapeutic to make it all my own, the customization and the process of me putting in my love.

I see it as working hard, toiling away and being determined to give this the one last final shot.

Because happiness is not easily gotten.
I got to work hard for it. For me.

The relationship is either saved , Or I've freed myself.

There was no resolution . Such was the cruelty of my Baby...

Thereby explaining the pain I'm in.


So I've sought my own.

And took ownership of my life; walking away the Bigger person and with nothing to hide, fear ot regret.

So, after this closure, I'm either back in the comforts of my baby, or

.....I am FREE.

Q ... a gift for another is a Bigger gift for myself.

In Your Face .... !

The Book that EVERYONE talks about.

Yes,

Facebook.

The culural phenomenon that taught people how to keep in contact without actually doing so.

And we thought cyber sex was the most detached anyone could get.

And we know how Facebook works.

All your cyber-khakis will post a photo here , a comment there. A shoutout of their every doings. Every where.

(We're not paparazzis so we don't really care do we? Ok, maybe we do.)

And then you realise that you're staring at people's lives and wondering why their's are so full of action and happiness. Purpose, even.

And somehow, your own seems comparatively stale?

Bland. Unmeaningful.

Worse, lonely?

Perhaps Facebook has created a new platform for show-offs who get off on trying to paint a perfect image of their lives so as to harner popularity .

Sure, that's what social networks are like, but bordering on flaunting not just one's beautiful image on camera but a huge slice of your reality?

Does adding lots of people make you popular?

Does your life or who you hang with define who you are?

Does travel-ism, materialism , consumerism and elitism define your persona?

Does it also reflect a hollowness within?

Will you end up hurting your chances of true friendships and relationships by painting an image too overblown and skewed?

Think about it.

Indeed, it's all about saving Face.

And Judging a Book by its cover .

Q ... finds it depressing to witness seemingly superficial and escapist personalities.

Hung like a Horse.

In Equus


Daniel Radcliffe has blasted American theatregoers.

The 19-year-old actor - who is currently appearing in the Broadway play 'Equus' - says American audiences are noisy and rude and have no respect for the arts.

The British actor also commented on the decision to change his equine co-star's name from Trojan - an

American condom brand

- to Hero when the play transferred to Broadway from London's West End.

He added to US TV talk show host Conan O'Brien:

'One of the horses in the show was called Trojan. I say, 'What's his name?' and the answer is 'Trojan... and you can stroke him.'

We went into the rehearsal room, and I didn't feel that we could say that, because all the American tourists were laughing, so we decided to call the horse Hero.'

Indeed.

Everyone likes a Hero Hung like a Horse.

Q LOL

Oh My Josh!

Fergie married Josh Duhamel.

Marrying someone so sizzling, of course she's celebrating!

Quite the sex kitten herself, this up-coming diva with a Voice.

The Black Eyed Peas singer wed the US actor in a private ceremony held at Church Estates Vineyards in Malibu, California.

Fergie - real name Stacy Ferguson - wore a fitted, corseted white wedding gown with a long train designed by Dolce and Gabbana. Josh, 36, the bridesmaids and groomsmen were all dressed in black, with the men wearing white ties.

The couple exchanged rings with special messages written by each other engraved on them.

'We're practically married, anyway. I'm madly in love with him. He understands how to treat a woman and give me respect.'

To keep the ceremony as private as possible, guests were not told the location of the service. They were instead contacted early on Saturday morning with a meeting spot, from where they were chauffeured to the site of the celebration.


Prepare to faint girls and goys...




Quite a specimen this Royal Princess is having everynight eh? :-)

Q