
Happy Birthday to the King of Pop, Michael Jackson!
He turns half-a-century old today. 50!
Some vids to highlight his career.
Dangerous : 1999 Korea(ah the memories)
I must be the author of my own salvation. - Laurie H. Huster.
You guys have GOT to listen to the latest mrbrownshow(link). Lyrics below. Heartfelt, humorous, one song which is vividly and uniquely, Singaporean.
Love Song for Singapore
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by mrbrownshow : 3 guys and a guitar(and a chair).
The trains they come and go
Filled with faces I don’t know
Sometimes they don’t stop for me
I live near Woodleigh MRT
The city’s changing every day
I saw a new gantry on the way
That is why I sold my car
Why the bus-stop so damn far
You took so much from me
Got no cash to take taxi
But I’m still in love with you
But I’m still in love with you
(And) when I grow old, and don’t do what I’m told
I will still be in love with you
I can’t afford a holiday
Everything has gone up but my pay
Can’t go out with all my friends
Can’t afford the latest fashion pants
You promised me paradise
Overflowing with abundant rice
I used to go for lunch buffets
Now my breakfast’s half a yew char kuey
You took so much from me
Got no cash to go high-tea
But I’m still in love with you
But I’m still in love with you
And when I grow old, and don’t do what I’m told
I will still be in love with you
You took so much from me
Got no cash to go high-tea
But I’m still in love with you
But I’m still in love with you
And when I grow old, promise me you won’t turn cold
Cos I’d still be in love with you
Took so much from me
Got no cash, but I’m happy
I am still in love with you
I am still in love with you
And when I grow old, and don’t do what I’m told
I will still be in love with you…
The End.
-------------------------------------------Last night, I had a terrible dream.
Some background first. When I was a spanking lad of about 20 years of age, I was already a upwardly mobile yuppie living in my own bachelor pad. One day during a party in my condo, a group of Chinese-Indonesian girls came invited by my Indonesian housemate. One of these girls, who we shall call Melia, kinda decided that I was a good catch or something. After the party, she would call me regularly and ask me out for drinks but I never went out with her unless it was with a group because I was a bit of a prick (more details later).
That was 10 years ago, and over time I lost touch with Melia. I heard she married some rich Indonesian dude in his 40s some time back but she was never the sort of person I really gave the time of the day to.
So last night, I dreamt that I was in my old bachelor pad. Melia was there with her original group of friends that came to the party where we first met. All the furniture was the same. Even the stains on the wall made by my drunken antics were all there as I remembered them. The light however, was pretty dim.
Melia came and sat next to me on the sofa and said “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you, to meet you again?”. And then she began fondling and hugging me, which made me uncomfortable so I moved away to another seat.
Then she told the other girls that it was a little warm in the room, and they all begun removing the clothes. Pretty soon they were all lounging around in their lingerie (the type with garters and belts).
Melia said “Why don’t you take a photo of us with your mobile phone?”
Since I couldn’t refuse, I aimed my camera and took the photo. To my horror, all the girls appeared in the photo except Melia. Thinking there was something wrong with my phone, I took another shot - but Melia simply refused to appear in the photo!
I began to panic, and then I asked the other girls if I could borrow their moblie phones to take another photo.
Melia then came and sat down next to me again. As she ran her hair through my hair she said “None of my friends have mobile phones with cameras…. so none of them know…. yet”
It was then that I woke up from my dream and sat up in bed!
In my heart, I know that Melia passed away last night.
Melia, wherever you are - I’m sorry I wasn’t nicer to you when you were on this earth. Thank you for letting me know. I hope your soul finds eternal peace.
Theee End.