alien animals from mars attacks!!! - random

I gotta get one of these....

The ingredients for a road trip to Spore

Long Long nite.....

Wednesday night marked the completion of the 2nd last song off the album.... the finishing line is SO very close. I've really been looking forward to recording this track. It's definitely one of my favourites - particularly for its lyrical content (so *naughty*) and I'm always tickled when i think back at wat/who inspired this song... hehehe...

I get locked up in the room at the end to record my vocals. PLS PLS PLS will someone tell me why ALL recording studios have siberian temperatures?! (particuarly the vocal booth) Bad for the voice mah!



czech out the PLOducer's working area




DO NOT TRUST THIS MAN.....



hehehehehe..... not true at all.... chewie has done wonders with my material.... he dots my i's and crosses my t's. Another great night's work.... nailed all vocals, backin and lead, in 3 hours. Me a very happy boogalooboo

I always need to unwind after a vocal session... so i headed to town... got upset by someone cos they totally fcuked up my plans, dropped something off elsewhere and ended up meeting a & a at bar b where i caught up with the blonde bombshell over a macallan's 18 yrs single malt. BLISS.

A & A & I then continued with a few mind numbing attempts at 5/10 followed by some hilarious outcomes of the name game. Mr A made-up FAR too many... From feeling quite down and out, countless macallan's & lychee martinis later, I was very thankful to A&A for lifting my spirits ('scuse the pun).Oh and thx to DADDY OF COURSE. By the way, crap cover-up Ms A...



From there we went to a friends house for one of her INfamous after parties... interesting collection of humans. Wateva it is i'm glad i went. Was glad to see her before she leaves. I left with a heavy heart. I'll leave it at that. Think I crawled home around 5ish listening to Amy Winehouse's LOVE IS A LOSING GAME on repeat. Washed face. Set alarm. Switched off phone. Hugged Mia g'nite. Passed out.

FINAL NOTE : Ms A + drunken + dare + chivas = macd's mcmuffin

silly rabbit. go put it right.... god i'm so tired

zzzzzzzzzzz.............

Voices like angels + dominos pizza + autographs = weirdness

I got some more great photos from the night I sang for the PM.... I'm so so happy that I insisted on getting a group photo with the kids. They did SO well and made me so proud.... Fantastic bunch of kids!



Then yesterday (day before yesterday actually - Wednesday), I went to the school to have lunch with the kids... walked into the hall to raucous greeting of "HELLO MISS ******* / AUNTIE *******. SO cute la! The company that had organised the PM's event that we performed at, had prepared these little plaques and certificates for each of the kids. As you can imagine they were thrilled. We also watched our performance on DVD of which they each got a copy. I forget how giggly kids are.... they couldnt stop laughing with/ at each other when they saw themselves on the projector.



We then feasted together on yummy dominos pizza and chicken wings, washed down with gallons of coke and sprite. I got to try for the very first time a very strange pizza "dessert"

pizza base + banana slices + pandan paste = YUCK YUCK EEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOO YUCK

With all that done, I think the sugar started to kick into the kids... they decided unanimously it was time to mob me for my autograph.... which honestly... totally weirded me out!!! Wat a feeling and strange experience.

Boogalooboo's head "'me? me? you want my autograph? oh sh*t! wat do i write? how do i sign ? like i sign a cheque? credit slip? but it could be forged? eh? crazy fool, they're just kids!! so how?? wat now? me? are they sure? *SHY* cant believe this is happening. *overwhelmed* "'

photos to show the weirdness and shyness :-









I felt great at the end of the day. The kids gave me my first real sense of achievement with my music... I have fans!!!! there's hope for me yet....

Misty water-colour memories.. of...

These are some of the things i've been missing again recently - taken from an old diary entry.....

Sept 24th 2004
White Party
Marathon repeatedly
Mambo
Sex on the Beach
Chivas Green Tea
Absinthe
Absolut vanilla
Burger Ramli
Nasi Lemak
Madame Kwan fried chicken
Oysters
Cloudy Bay
Ghetto Heaven DJ console
Chris
Ms Grumpy
Ms Brazil
Regular Ultimate Mocha, NSA, NC
BSC
KLCC
Gucci
Prada
Chinoz
DVD shopping
Sri Hartamas
Star KTV
Bangsar avenue
Come Undone
She's a maniac
Take on me
Grease
Smoking on the 'patio'
Siberian conditions in my room
The L Word
Missy
iD.. hehehehe...
'iT'... HEHEHEHEHE...
Light blue
Burberry
Mia!
naughty oscar
Singapore
Genting
Opus
Bon Bon
La Bodega / Monopoly
Flams - Salmon
APPLE!
Patricia ;)
Hilton
Kampachi
Meet the Parents - literally
Meet the Fockers

The truth is, the last few months i've been happy, or rather I thought i was. Blessed with an amazing family, found wonderful friends who love and care for me so much, live in luxurious comfort, have a fabulous lifestyle and am seeing through my passion of work - YET - in the last 2 weeks i've been feeling incessantly sad. Painfully lonely. Even Mia senses it. Everyday she looks at me with forlorn eyes as if saying "mummy... wat's wrong?? I'm worried bout you"

I think maybe there's bad chi around me at the moment.. wat is it?? I need to find it and DESTROY it before it destroys me cos at the rate I'm going, each morning it's getting harder and harder to get myself out of bed. My heart is so heavy it's weighing me down and there seems to be no explanation.

I feel so jaded - something i promised i'd NEVER allow happen to me. Wat the hell's going on?????

Am i just being indulgent? am i just tired? being a dramarama? Post ms-ing? or is this REAL

wat the hell am i doing writing about this now??????? it's 1.20am and i've still so much to do before i sleep... important email and updating this damn blog with more relevant stories.

Bloody hell boogalooboo! Get a grip!! At least for a bit.. fooooooooool

... sigh ...

i'm still getting used to this whole 'blogging' thing....

i've so much i wanna write but feel I shouldnt... then again isnt the whole idea of a blog is that one expresses their true self and feelings... hhhmmmm

all i know right now is I have a mammoth sized black cloud over my head which I cant shake off... it's been awhile since i've had this overbearing cloud ...

*SIGH*SIGH*SIGH*

maybe if i go on facebook i'll find something that'll cheer me up

*SNIFF*SNIFF* :'(

Crazy hens.......

Well it's been a week since my last entry.... and since then I've been away. One of my best friends is getting married... and I know it sounds weird but despite how happy I am for her, I feel like I am also losing a part of her.

Enough of my emo rantings and on to wat we got up to. In a nutshell, 12 of us carted our darling hen to a secret location known as 'ipoh'. We spent the next 3 nights dressing her up in disgustingly tacky outfits, playing silly sexually revealing games, doing the running man and chicken dance, passing lychees, tanning, swimming.. oh and getting her really REALLY drunk. Wat are friends for right?

We have all agreed that ABSOLUTELY NO PHOTOS will be put on the internet so I've selected a couple that do not in away way reflect on the sort of weekend we REALLY had ;)


SUNSET SNUGGLE



SUNSET POSER

As I was sure NO ONE would believe me if I told them, here's a pic of our hired hen carrier (van) that was fully upholstered in the Louis Vuitton monogram 'leyder'


STYLO MYLO

With the stonkingly evil hangover I was suffering from on the way back, all I could think of doing was climbing out of the plane and jumping into the marshmallow clouds that surrounded us :) aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah *said breathing out*


LITTLE FLUFFY CLOUDS


Holidays with friends are the best... best friends... best holidays... holiday friends...

I just wish i didnt feel so unsettled - something (*one*?) is still missing...


BUT SUNSETS ALWAYS HELP TO SOOTHE MY SOUL

NOTHING LASTS FOREVER - MAROON 5

It is so easy to see
Dysfunction between you and me
We must free up these tired souls
Before the sadness kills us both
I tried and tried to let you know
I love you but I'm letting go
It may not last but I don't know
I just don't know

If you don't know
Then you can't care
And you show up
But you're not there
But I'm waiting
And you want to
Still afraid that I will desert you

Everyday, with every worthless word we get more faraway
The distance between us makes it so hard to stay
Nothing lasts forever but be honest babe
It hurts but it may be the only way

A bed that's warm with memories
Can heal us temporarily
But misbehaving only makes
The ditch between us so damn deep
I built a wall around my heart
I'll never let it fall apart
But strangely I wish secretly
It would fall down while I'm asleep

If you don't know
Then you can't care
And you show up
But you're not there
But I'm waiting
And you want to
Still afraid that I will desert you

Everyday, with every worthless word we get more faraway
The distance between us makes it so hard to stay
Nothing lasts forever but be honest babe
It hurts but it may be the only way

Though we have not hit the ground
It doesn't mean we're not still falling
Oh I want so bad to pick you up
But you're still too reluctant to accept my help
What a shame
I hope you find somewhere to place the blame
But until then the fact remains

Everyday, with every worthless word we get more faraway
The distance between us makes it so hard to stay
Nothing lasts forever but be honest babe
It hurts but it may be the only way

(I swear this song was written on behalf of Boogaloo for Babycakes.... shivers down the spine.....)

My fantastic choir - Proud to be Malaysian

Finally I've the photos taken from my evening with the Prime Minister. Now you can see us in our full glory - courtesy of Ms BeachBeerBook aka Ms BBB






MERDEKA!!!

Wii-ed out!!

Ouch! Ouch! OUch! OUch!

Sunday night was a work out.... checked out my bro's wiiiii.... wowzers, I love it! He's got it set up in his AV room with his big ass screen... AWESOME.

To start off with we just watched the boys - play tennis, baseball, golf, bowling and boxing. Then I decided to give it a go.
Suffice to say boxing was such an effective way to release tension ;). Woke up Monday morning aching all over and got msn message from Sham saying the same thing... HAHAHAHAHA - getting old and incredibly unfit!!! Will let the photos tell the rest of he story :-


SHAM


LINING UP THE SHOT


GOOD SHOT!!


ABANG'S TURN

I SO have to get one of these....

The Perfect Weekend

This w/end has been incredibly hectic.... June is def a crazy one for bdays, mind you May was pretty bad too..

Seriously, it's been a perfect combination of friends and family.

I am SO blessed

Let's see - a girlfriend's bday lunch on Friday that last 6 hours (hic), followed by my nephew's bday dinner at Planet Hollywood.

Last night the same girlfrend threw a party at 21... wat fun! HIC! HIC! HIC! ExceptI managed to get roped in to do a flaming lamborghini with the bday girl.


ON THE WAY TO MARKETPLACE, PLAYING STOOOPEEEEED FOOOOOL IN DE CAR

Disappeared to another friends bday at Marketplace, HIC!, (the old MetroLounge).


A FWEN AT MARKETPLACE


ANOTHER FWEN AT MARKETPLACE

We soon returned to 21 to party some more (hic, hic, hic)..... The unrelenting rain did not scare us at all. Anyway, as the next pic proves, we were well prepared. Despite my tummy growling at me, I managed to resist having supper altho I was salivating at the thought of roti canai !!


PLS NOTE : THIS FOTO WAS TAKEN ON THE DANCEFLOOR.... (ahem) "NOW THAT IT'S RAINING MORE THAN EVER, KNOW THAT WE'LL ALWAYS HAVE EACH OTHER, YOU CAN STAND UNDER MY UMBRELLA"

This morning I woke up at 8am feelig like DEATH... ashtray breath (nice) and alcohol seeping from my pores (even nicer). Tossed and turned til I had the fantabulous idea of taking my dad for banana leaf, it being Father's day. That was enough to inspire me to crawl out of bed and into the shower.... yum yum yum. banana leaf lunch i knew, would solve all my hangover problems.... :)

Checked out last night photos... hehehe wat a laff!! Got some great blackmail material ;) no lah... i'd never do that... maybe..
Family came home after lunch and we had a listening session of the album... good feedback, albeit perhaps a little biased :p

Feeling sleepy and schnuggly now.... tonite dinner at abang's and I cant wait to check out his Wii (that sounds gross)

Then home. My room. My Bed. My Blanket. My Favourite Position. TV. DVD. Air-con on Siberia mode.



zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.............. BLISSFUL BOOGALOOBOO

I AM MALAYSIA

Well the event came and went like a heartbeat. Before I knew it, it was all over!! I was commissioned to write a song with lyrics to celebrate Malaysia's 50 years of independence. The Song is called I AM MALAYSIA. And Thursday June 14th 2007 was the night I sang it for the Prime Minister.



It was a very high echalon business function. Held in the Sabah Room of the Shangri-La Hotel. Hosted by The Kuala Lumpur Business Club, this evening for held for Pak Lah and the opening act was to be me performing the song backed by a choir of 40 children including grand children and great grand children of our past PMs as well as one of Pak Lah's grandchildren. Heartfelt.

As it is my day had started early (appearance with Dad on NTV7's Breakfast Show with Naz and Leya). Sound check was scheduled at 4pm but of course everything was running late...


ARENT THEY CUTE!


GREAT ENERGY AND THIS IS JUST AT REHEARSAL!


My 3 soloists


The kids were great at rehearsal and after only 3 run throughs it was time for us all to get ready...



I was to wear Baju Kurong (of course) and was dressed in fabric design by PINK JAMBU and inspired by the Malaysian flag. Honestly - I loved my outfit. I felt patriotic the moment I stepped into it (not that I'm not already patriotic) - and it most certainly quelled my greatest nightmare of having to get up on stage with the flag wrapped around me!! (sparking memories of our great Sudirman, but that was back in the 80s)

Everyone at the function got a copy of the song to take away with them

ages n ages ages n ages

strange few days i've had. been feeling nmotivated, listless, lifeless and emotionally drained. cant think why....

i've so many exciting things to look forward to... the completion of a poject of mine that has been a longstanding passion; a weekend ahead of birthday celebrations; a long weekend away that follows that... in fact i've been away every month since the beginning of the year!

Perhaps it's the spoilt brat in me that's fighting to come out.... you know... that nasty trait that exists in us all ; COMPLACENCY

I lay here on the bed, with the helicopter above me going at warp speed (the ceiling fan)... BLOOD DIAMOND is paused on my dvd player and I'm typing flat-fingered (so to speak) cos madam here had a mani and pedi this morning and does ot want to ruin the nail polish... OH GOD, I AM A SPOILT BRAT....

"No No No" - i had the manicure and pedicure for a reason. I have a very important performance tmrw night and have to look presentable... hehe.. well that my excuse anyway.

There is much to do today and the rest of the week. I must get focused. I darent look at my to do list... it seems neverending