He walks in, exuding an air of maturity and confidence. The shades shield the people from his electrifying gaze. He picks up the microphone stand and swings it around effortlessly as his long tresses follow in motion. He croons with poignant emotion...
Hey, well I'm the friendly stranger in the black sedan
Oh won't you hop inside my car
I got pictures, got candy, I am a lovable man
I'd like to take you to the nearest star
I'm your vehicle baby
I'll take you anywhere you wanna go
I'm your vehicle woman
By now I'm sure you know
That I love ya (love you)
I need ya (need you)
I want to, got to have you child
Great God in heaven, you know I love you
Well if you want to be a movie star
I got the ticket to Hollywood
Well if you want to stay just like you are
You know I think you really should
I'm your vehicle baby
I'll take you anywhere you wanna go
I'm your vehicle woman
By now I'm sure you know
That I love ya (love you)
I need ya (need you)
I want to, got to have you child
Great God in heaven, you know I love you
Oh you know I do
Well I'm the friendly stranger in the black sedan
Oh won't you hop inside my car
I got pictures, candy, I am a lovable man
I'd like to take you to the nearest star
I'm your vehicle babe
I'll take you anywhere you wanna go
I'm your vehicle woman
By now I'm sure you know
That I love ya (love you)
I need ya (need you)
I want to, I got to have ya
Great God in heaven, you know I love you
And I'm your vehicle babe
You know I love ya (love you)
I need ya (need you)
I want to, got to have you child
Great God in heaven, you know I love you
Then I undoubtedly melt into a mass of liquid.
Think Joy juice.
And if Bo Bice ever looks at me like this, -> 
I will definitely sublime into clouds of joy.
Oh I beg your pardon. I was just fantasizing.
I'm still trying to get over last night's tragedy and it's scary; I've only watched Bo perform 3 songs and I'm already so enthralled by him. Can you imagine if I actually followed the entire season of A.I? I'd probably be reduced to nothing but an
"I LOVE BO!!" fanatic lunatic.
There have been speculations about Carrie winning by 'underhand' methods; that she got an advantage because of what Simon said during the finals (quote: I think you have done enough to win this competition) but these are the real reasons why more people voted for Carrie:
1. She's prettier than Bo
2. Numerous companies are dying for THE American Idol to endorse their products
- Carrie's got the perfect white teeth (for teeth whitening products),
the shiny curls (for haircare),
the flawless skin (for make-up and skin care)
and the sweet, girl-next-door disposition (for basically ANYTHING);
-but the only thing Bo's got is hair (as in physically marketable lah).
And we must remember that the companies tackling hair-loss problems are probably not as popular in the U.S as they are here. Plus, Gillette probably banned its employees for voting for Bo.
3. The fashionistas are boycotting Bo for his terrible wardrobe. Have you seen some of his outfits? He looked like some ah-cek tycoon who is going to Macau to gamble away at the casinos.
4. The American's don't know how to appreciate talent when they see one. We all know that when Ruben won and Clay didn't.
5. Bo forgot to act sweet and prompt the viewers to vote for him.
Okay, enough of A.I.
Yesterday I met up with Bernice and we headed to town for a denim hunt (for her).
To prepare for the long walkathon ahead, we went to N.Y.D.C for a heavy lunch first:
more pictures @ fotopic.net
I'm not a big fan of the food there (but it's a totally different thing when it comes to their DESSERTS) but for the first time, I tried their Parmesan Mushroom spaghetti and it tasted quite good. I don't usually finish the entire serving because it's too large but I did this time. It's definitely worth a try - but you must remember to bring some breath mints because the garlic breath (from the yummy garlic butter sauce) will haunt you all day long.
Shopping for jeans for Bernice is a very, very demanding task. It's almost impossible to find a pair that is able to fit her nicely because she's soo tiny! We scouted the entire building of Far East Plaza and found none.
In and out of the boutiques, a sense of dread accumulated. Not because of our futile trip, but the distress of being swamped and surrounded by commodities that lack in appeal. I feel old.
After combing the entire building, this is all I got. $5 worth of shopping (which is so unlike me; after 5++ hours of shopping)
To add more variety to my DIY manicures.
And even so, we still haven't managed to find a decent pair of jeans for Bernice. Most people can't find what they need because they can't fit into most jeans (like when I couldn't fit into size 26 of the Levi's square cut jeans! Dammit. Why did they have to make the cutting so darn tiny. My pride is hurt...); but it's the opposite for her - she has difficulty finding clothes because they're always too big for her.
Life's unfair.
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To add more variety to my DIY manicures.
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