It's My Blog. I Can Be As Random As I Want.

I dislike drinks that are passion-fruit flavoured because they are so sweet, they can give you diabetes at the first sip. The fruit however, is probably only 15% sweet. Which means that it’s super sour. Which then means that it’s perfect for my tastebuds!

I doubt I’ll get diabetes in the future because I don’t have a sweet tooth, except for ice cream. Who the hell says no to ice-cream? But I might end up with high-blood pressure and/or gastric because I’m in love with sour and salty food. Yum!

Killing One Softly With Each Puff

Yesterday, my parents and I went to visit one of dad's old neighbour whose father has just passed away. Apparently, he had been sick for quite some time and even required an oxygen tank to help him breathe. A day or two before he moved on, he told his son to put one of his pot of roses to the side of the garden. And miraculously, on the day that he died, a rose bloomed.

He was a smoker. One side of his lungs failed long ago and the other one only had 30% left. Once, his heartbeat even stopped. He was brought back to life, and then decided to quit smoking for good. Alas, the change did not come soon enough because his health continued to deteriorate, finally succumbing to death a week ago.

It is a pity when i see people falling victim to the cancer stick. While i don't hate smokers, i certainly don't agree with that lifestyle. Plus, don't they know that it makes them smell? A dear person once experimented with smoking and it pissed me off. I remember telling him/her "Why pay for cigarettes to kill yourself slowly? Might as well take a knife and stab yourself. It's free."

I don't know if that was a little too harsh but that is exactly how i feel to this date. I hate it when people tell me that they smoke because it helps them to release stress. What a whole load of bullshit. I have my own issues to deal with but i don't smoke.

Some smokers will say, "Hey, at least i'm not doing drugs." Hello, if you compare yourself to someone who is worse than yourself, of course you're going to look like an angel. Why not compare yourself to a non-smoker?"

And don't get me started about social smokers. That's like a 'sophisticated' title for those who smoke because they want to belong. Because they think it's cool. I reckon a social smoker is more disgusting than the usual smoker.

If you smoke and are offended by this, well, i don't care. I'm not forcing you to quit smoking so please don't force your habit on me.

It's A Long Way To The Top If You Wanna Rock & Roll

I was in the middle of sending a work email today when my phone rang. It was from a number that i did not recognise.

Caller: Hi. Is this Lea?
Me: Yes.
Caller: Hi. This is Maliani from hitz.
Me: Oh. Hi Maliani.
Caller: I hear that you want an interview with hitz.
Me: Yes, i do.
Caller: Can you first tell me the answer to the riddle?

(In my video resume, i gave a riddle and said that i would reveal the answer when they call me in for an interview)

Me: [Laughs] No. You'll have to give me the interview first and i'll let you know when i'm there.
Caller: [Laughs] So your name is Lea Spy...kerman?
Me: Yes. Spykerman.
Caller: Eh, this is Jude (my 14-year-old cousin) lah!

No doubt, the ultimate Fuck My Life moment i've ever experienced.

If you know me, you'll know how much that job offer would mean to me. I was heading towards cloud nine when i heard about the interview. And when the caller turned out to be Jude, that drop back down to earth was so hard, i went silent for a few seconds. When Jude realised that his prank affected me more than he thought it would, he apologised. But i wasn't angry. In fact, i couldn't stop laughing about it later.

I was just disappointed. When will the real offer come?

A Dash Of Sesame Seeds

Finally had the time to try out the recipe for a strawberry, rock melon and avocado salad that i noticed a few weeks ago. Don't pray pray okay? I didn't use mayo, thousand island or all that shortcuts. The dressing is an amazing concoction of honey, sherry vinegar, mint, salt and pepper.

Now i don't have to buy food to potlucks anymore!

If A Picture Paints A Thousand Words

Despite the sweat, the sore feet and our smelly selves, we channeled whatever energy we have left to meet the Rejects after the concert. It was amazing. While some fans tried to fake their meet & greet passes and some are left to wait longingly by the barriers just to catch a glance, a group of lucky us got to go backstage to get upclose and personal! We took pictures, got ourselves autographs, chit-chatted and earned the ultimate AAR bragging rights: we got to chill with the guys.

Yeah...i wish that happened too.

Though everyone's all smiles in the picture, the real deal isn't as pretty. Yes, Esaline and I got meet & greet passes but Digi, Universal Music and Marctensia must have had a horrible English teacher because their definition of a meet & greet involved everything but meeting and greeting Tyson Ritter and co.

In reality, it was more of a snap & dash. When came time for us to go in, we were shoved in, asked to pose and then chased out. All under 60 seconds! I didn't know what was going on, i didn't know what the picture was for and i damn well probably wouldn't even know that the Rejects were in the tent if it wasn't because i managed to catch a glance of Tyson and Nick during the commotion.

Digi, you are awesome for the great concert line-up. And i appreciate you giving back to your users. But you definitely need a new event organiser cos this one sucks lollipops. Horrible entrance organisation, pathetic time organisation and it doesn't help that the turn-out was more than what the venue can hold. Don't give away too many tickets lah...

Sigh, i'm disappointed that i couldn't enjoy the Rejects except until the last two songs when many in the crowd (teens who i assume had a curfew to follow) had to leave, allowing us to move forward. Darn those annoying teens around me. So annoying that if you're planning to start a family, one minute spent with them will convince you otherwise.