Why is it?
That every time I think I am on solid ground,
I seem to lose my footing and fall?

Why is it?
That I am willing to subject myself,
to such silly necessities?

Why is it?
That I am optimistic enough to see the good,
yet am unable to see the shortcomings of others?

Why is it?
That I reveal such vulnerabilities
even though it may be turned upon me?

Why is it?
That pain can be felt so acutely,
and yet be used as an balm for salvation?

Affirmations are not easy to come by
But somehow, things just go awry
So why is it that I still feel like this?

Because in the end,
I am only human, that's why.

I made a few interesting discoveries over this weekend:

1. The Roxy. If you love martinis, this is the pub to come to. Boat Quay's newest occupant, this cool little place is a winner. Decked out in trademark Roxy colors of red and black, The Roxy somewhere you can go to chill out to good music while winding down with either clients or friends as you sip their signature martinis. Martinis, that come in a myriad of flavors and colors; from the classic martini and Cosmopolitan to the exotically spicy ginger martini and even a saffron martini. You have to check out my photo-log to see more of what we had...and we had a lot.
   
   The staff is one of the friendliest that I've come across and if you're lucky, you can get your drinks made by their head honcho. One note though - Baby boozers be warned: the drinks here are not for the those with weak constitutions. But, if you like you drinks strong and flavourful, this is the place to be.
   
   Ladies, how about having the next Girls Night here?
   
   
2. I am in love with Jason Mraz. Jean and I caught his acoustic set with Toca Riviera at the Mosaic Music Festival and he IS fantastic! He is way, waaaayyy better live than in any of his CDs. Don't be misled people - a CD is nowhere near the real thing. Well unless it's Ashlee Simpson on SNL or if you're a MediaCorp artiste...The one thing that I've always loved about live performances is that, here is where you can see the exuberance of the performer and a bit of their personality. While detractors may say that Mraz is a poor man's version of John Mayer or even compare him to flavor-of-the-moment, James Blunt, I disagree. John Mayer is a technically more savvy musician and Blunty is well, Blunty :P but Mraz has the voice, the knack for catchy words as well as the talent to keep his audience hooked from the start right up to the final encore.
   
   The set list seemed spontaneous and the crowd even burst out into song and bouts of clapping in tune at many different times. The only pity was that he did not perform a few of my favorites like Curbside Prophet, Bella Luna and the Rainbow Connection...but otherwise, oh, in love! Oh and if he wasn't a musician, I think Mraz would've made an excellent stand-up comedian :o)
   
   
3. I still love wakeboarding. Went down to Punggol with Kathrin today, no less and discovered to my delight that I can still do it! And the performance was actually much better than the other times that I've been there - guess I'm better when I feel more relaxed and comfortable. Melvin's still the same, although I've got to bring some Krispy Kremes for this boy...talk about deprived! Kat did very well as she finally got to ride a distance...and is now feeling the after-effects of a good ride. You go girl!
   
   
4. Kat is as loony as I am. The longer we hung out, the loonier we got. Common friends beware.
   
   
5. I am an accident prone, un-springy old chicken. Retribution! So, this is what I get from laughing at Dong. My knees and ankles hurt from too much dancing. I slipped during class and fell on my left knee, I banged by shin and chafed my hands really badly during wakeboarding. I somehow managed to bruise my elbow...apart from a small damage to the ego, I loved every moment of it all for I am mad that way :o)
   

Also, residents and pedestrians strolling down East Coast this coming weekend - Be Warned. A crazed, out of control manic may be hurtling down once calm walkways and into you. So beware and keep a lookout for that idiot, unless you love to be collided into.

Fall to the floor gasping in shock and mock horror...

I honestly didn't know whether to laugh or cry when I stumbled across this online but I definitely had to pick my jaw up off the floor.

Bloody, farking hell! They have made one of my favorite series of all time into a Broadway musical!!! Lestat will be making his debut in Broadway probably as you read this entry. Yes, i know many of you felt that the dastardly one with a penchant for weeping like a tap should've been flouncing about onstage but still...

Have they not learned from the ghastly movie adaptations? Both Neil Jordan's Interview with a Vampire and Michael Rymer's Queen of the Damned were mediocre adaptations of a series that for me was classic in terms of imagination and scope. It expanded on the Stoker myth and made the characters believable. Heck, it spawned a whole bunch of weirdos who wanted to BE a vampire...real live ones, these guys. I've loved reading stories on the supernatural since forever - vampires, werewolves, ghosts, magicians, whatever, I've read a whole lot of these - enough to weed out the total crap from the really talented authors who are able to bring a story to life.

I am still in flabbergasted....oh and guess who writes the music? My inner geek is thinking rock opera. The press release says Elton John & Bernie Taupin...My inner geek is currently in a coma. The inner cynic in me tho, is rubbing its hands and doing many a mwahaha. A mild saving grace in all this would probably be the cast (left). No prizes for guess who's who.

Ironically enough, I'm currently reading Elizabeth Kostova's The Historian and it's really good. It's gothic horror that moves along at a fairly quick pace, drawing the reader into one of the most boggling mysteries of all time. Was Dracula real?

I won't spoil it for you people out there who've yet to read it but this book looks like a keeper...I rarely keep any of the books that I read these days due to the massive floor space in my apartment but this one's really good :o)

Oh well...I'm off to recover from the shock of the day...

We finally won Trivia Night! Or rather, Tharin's Money Shot takes the top prize in trivia!!!

Yippeee! Cue the applauding crowd and a ra-ra song by Queen... after months and months of plotting, whispering and shushing varying groups of strange people on our team...we managed to net ourselves the big prize of the night. Cue a celebratory drink - hell, even I have no idea what the heck the bartender brought me ;o)

Well actually, the prize wasn't that big but it was excellent to win at long bloody last! For the uninitiated, Tuesday night is the one night out of the week that a bunch of us get together and let our inner geeks run amok.

Our most memorable trivia night? The night where the guy announced us as the winners and then discovered that he was wrong...drinks for the table! Go team, go!