Taken off TODAY.

For a man whose ooh-la-la body never fails to awaken my desires, check out his diet.

Breakfast
- 3 Fried Egg sandwiches, with cheese, lettuce, tomatoes, fried onions and mayo.
- 2 cups of coffee
- Five-egg omelette
- A bowl of grits (porridge of coarsely ground corn)
- 3 slices of French toast topped with powdered sugar.
-3 chocolate chip pancakes

Lunch
- 500 grammes (a whole packet) of enriched pasta
- 2 large ham and cheese sandwiches on white bread + lotsa mayo.
-1,000 calories of energy drink.

Dinner
- 500 grammes( a whole packet) of enriched pasta.
- I whole pizza
-1,000 calories of energy drink

................................and then off to sleep.

Of course I'm dismissing the rest of his life devoted to training to maintain that almost divinely body. Still, his diet, is like what I would eat in a week!

Love to those who matter,
Vimster

Three times this week and I keep getting battered with similar sickening statements.

"Hey, he was speaking in Indian"

"How to say hello in Indian uh?"

For the love of God, you MOFOS, you can't speak INDIAN.

You either speak in hindi/telegu/gujarati/tamil/malayalam - depending on your dialect. That which I have underlined are the various languages. Obviously there are a myriad of others. Go wiki.

INDIAN is not a language, it's a race.

Eg- That Indian girl across the street has a nice haircut.
Eg- Indians reside in this village.

Worse still, its not primary school kids uttering this. It's professionals in the various industries (AND I SHALL CEASE TO MENTION AS IT IS HIGHLY EMBARRASSING)

Innocent oblivion some may say, Sheer Stupidity I choose to believe.

So the next time you open your mouth with regards to this topic, refrain from being brainless and remember this post.


Much love to those who matter
Vim

Countless times, I've been questioned, 'Who is your idol, Vim?'
And while I usually have an answer to Most qns, I remain muted on this.

Thing is, since young, I've always busied myself with striving for the best, and well, nothing else.
Weird it may seem, I never looked up to someone to follow in their footsteps or help me get motivated.

Also, coming from me, I totally eschewed typical Ms Universe/World template answers like having Mother Teresa as an idol, what have you. (Don't get me wrong. Absolutely no intention to dilute her angel doings.)

But things have changed.

With eyes glued on CNN for an average of 60hrs/wk, I cannot but help to mention one striking figure that never fails to accentuate my admiration for her, week after week.

Anjali Rao. CNN. Host for TalkAsia.

Yes, Get yourself familiar with that name if you have set your sights on being a journalist/ ace newscaster/talkshow host.

Shedding pounds after her stint with Star News, she entered the CNN Family, and is actually a notch above some of its veterans (In my view that is).

Especially so for females in the front-line, there is a great need/desire to look good. And in this process, they lose the main essence of their job - to engage in a constructive and informative interview.

This, Ms Rao delivers with its finest quality of excellence. And mind you, she's still measureable in the scale of Hotness. Smart (And I mean, really smart), eloquent, viewer-friendly, possessing a pleasant demeanour. Talk about a combo set.

Now, finally, I've got the answer to a qns I was unsure about for eons.

So, who's your idol?

xoxo
Love to those close,
Vimster

Moving Mountains- Usher


It's like whatever I do
Just can't get through to you


Now, now she loved me, shawty I loved her
Used to jump up in the maybach and roll out
Used to care, she used to share
The love that she used to give me can't be found
I lost my way, she said she'd stay
And lately I've been sleeping with a ghost
My stock is down and out, I used to be worth my weight in gold
That was before a great depression kicked in and rocked us
And that was before the hurricane came in and stopped us
I told you to leave, but you lied to me
When you said that, "baby no worries I promise to get us back".

I know sorries, just wouldn't do it
Her heart is obliterated, I'm trying to travel through
But it's like moving mountains...
It's like moving mountains... hey.
But I keep climbing and hoping things would change
And the sky turns gray, and the water from the rain washes progress away.
It's like moving mountains...
It's like moving mountains...
Why just leave me?
Just leave me be.
Just leave me.
Just leave me be.
Why you just leave me
Just leave me be.
Why you just leave me
Just leave me be

She, she don't touch me, I don't touch her
We rarely even ever say a word.
I really want to give her everything she deserves
But the bad took away the good.
She thinks that I'm full of it, arguments, always pissed, man I'm tired
Every kiss that i miss, girl you know I'm trying.
You never believe when I say, and I never believe it when you say
I love you, and I shouldn't complain about it
I should take it like a man and walk up out it
Cause we will never be the same
I've been standing in gas, and you have been the flame.

I know sorries just wouldn't do it
Her heart is obliterated, I'm trying to get through
Got to move this mountain.
It's like moving mountains... hey
But I keep climbing and hoping things would change
And the sky turns gray, and the water from the rain washes progress away
It's like moving mountains...
It's like moving mountains...
Well baby why you just leave me?
Just leave me be.
Just leave me.
Just leave me be.
Why you just leave me.
Just leave me be.
Why you just leave me.
Just leave me be

This must be a slow death that im travelin on
It feels so wrong, I'm barely holdin on

See no matter what it takes, ive gotta get it together

And these hills that im travelin up
She aint showin me love
I'm down on my love

I know sorries just wouldn't do it
Her heart is obliterated, I'm trying, I'm trying my boo
But it's like moving mountains...
It's like moving mountains... hey.
But I keep climbing and hoping things would change
And the sky turns gray, and the water from the rain washes progress away
It's like moving mountains...
It's like moving mountains...
Well baby why you just leave me?
Just leave me be.
Just leave me.
Just leave me be.
Why you just leave me.
Just leave me be.
Why you just leave me.
Just leave me be


- Before the rumours start spreading like a Sumatran wildfire, this has got no relation to my personal life what-so-ever. I just like it.

Besides, its Usher.....Sigh, I love Usher. I WISH WISH WISH he was my husband....Tsk. SIGH

- I can't wait for my brudder, JX TAN to come backkkkkk...N that too on my bday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO EXCITEDDDDD...Finally, my ONLY male confidante!!

- I also await Liyi's return with bated breath!!! The 'SMARTOS' will re-unite, yet again. Good times =)

- Do you also know that its not sexy to be nice? Apparently, it is. I'm the way I am. Take it or leave it.

- MARTELL....this weekend =) FARKIN GOOD TIMES!!!!!!

Till the next post,
Love to those who matter,
xoxo
Vim

Of late, I have been overwhelmed with a lot of desires. Tasks, I wish to accomplish, but failed to do so due to lack of time etc etc etc etccc..So what are they?

1) Unknown to many, I do possess a mad desire to bake.

I USED TO spend a considerable time in the kitchen, whipping out the likes of brownies, muffins, pies, meringues, tartlets...Unfortunately, the work commitments has undoubtedly biten off a chunk of my time, and in turn, this passion I let go.

So, I'm determined, to say the very least, to make my way to Toa Payoh that boasts their many cake appliances, what have you, and get my CAKE MIXER!!!!

Btw, I have always eaten and savoured macarons and I think its abt time I get my fingers at work in my kitchen. I can only but savour that gastronomical delight when the flavours simply bursts into my mouth, with its chewy base and top.

So, for starters, I'm going to share this very experience with my family. N yes, I am indeed fortunate I have a particularly wonderful, kind friend who has shared her kick-ass recipe with me!! Hugzz

N I'm gonna embark on this mission to start making it.
And seriously, if time permits, I might even start selling these desserts online!!!
I will definitley let my dearest blog readers know if such a move wld be made.

And I promise to update the blog more often then...with pics =)


Random Scratchings.

- Timberlake's cool and evrything, but I still think 'arched rival' Usher is screaming eternal sexiness in his latest video 'Love in this Club'. Consider the fact that he's a father with kids - Ought to give him lots and lots and lots of credit.

- What's the big rackety-hoo-haa abt Sex and The City?? Other than worshipping the cloth adorned by the four leads, what's the big fuss, really?

- Looking at my swathe of shoes, I start to sink in a pool of regret that I don't own any from celebrated Italian shoemaker, Giuseppe Zanotti. I am definitely not one for branded shoes, BUT Zanotti's...sigh....makes even Triple H's feet look like that of Charlize Theron.

- And finally, for those of you who tried to call/msg me and received no reply, I didn't turn into a bitch overnight la, as what I read from the slew of msges that jammed my inbox. I lost my fone on holiday, and had to take a lil time gettin it replaced. Anyhoo, I'm Contactable now!!! weeeeeeee!

Hugsss and Luv Luv Luv to all who matter
Vim

Was chilling at the granny's on a mundane Sunday
And tuned the tv was to HBO, watching Fools Rush In- for prolly the gazillionth time.

What's bizarre is that, you may watch a movie, or engage in a book, listen to a song- say some 10 years back- and when you do so in this present time, the interpretations differ.

For varied reasons such as maturity, values you picked up along the course of life, etc.
Mind you, I am not saying in retrospect that I regret thinking it the way I did a decade back. I'm just stressing how strange the mind works over time, and simply put - as we age.

Back to Fools Rush In.
Soppy some may say.
But it was a realistic movie for two budding lovers wanting to start a family, accepting the differences in your spouse- culturally, emotionally, physically, aesthetically. (N yes,by the way minus the shotgun part of the film for me)

What struck me was the movie's focus on fate and reading the signs which would lead you to the right one.

Sometimes the obvious is staring right in front of us, and ignoring it we seem to be choosing. Knowing that we could be treated like kings and queens by our spouses,leading the Right, Conventional life of any sane couple but for many other reasons, pass up on some of the most life-changing opportunities.

Another scenario is simply chasing pavements, knowing you are of secondary importance and yet for some strange reason, hold on to it. Knowing that you don't exactly need this.

Others, on the other hand, just aren't fortunate enuff to even notice 'the right one' for themselves.

So some say I think too much- well I say I'm just being far-sighted. Girls are better at that. (With purely no intention of sounding sexist)

I never reached a conclusion to those thoughts that came gushing to my poor overworked brain on that fateful Sunday.

But suddenly, my granny (nani as I call her fondly) speaks.

"It's always better to marry someone who loves you more than you ever could because you will know for sure he will do anything for you against all odds.

"You might get bored someway. But you can work on that. And still know you won't end up getting hurt. And whatever it is, he will treat you like a Queen and on top priority Always, just like your grand-dad treated me."

Sipping that delicious tea from Lahore with creamy fresh, full-fat milk, I looked at her with my lips, pursed.
At the age of 82, there she sat majestically, not moving her four eyes from the evil box, and her resolute words completely took me off guard.

While I am usually inclined to quip about such dramatic emo-filled statements in my granny's headquarters, Vimita Mohandas just sat on that ornate sofa, as perplexed as a lost turtle- which by the way Rarely happens.

I am definitely not a Philosopher-king in this unknown field of love and let alone a titan.
My grandmother I believe, is the Titan.

Time has passed, and I still can't put my finger to it.
Damn. It's not like math.
Just compute the workings of love on the calculator, and instantly, a solution is worked out and there your answer is obtained.
I could have been a full-time, Love Guru earning the mega bucks if I could ever invent such a device.
Unfortunately, this is truly what you term 'life's lessons'. Cheebei.

But what I can say is this.
Marriage is an Investment.
You could soar to greater heights with your partner or just drown in that deep end of the salty ocean with a horrible after-taste.
And these two situations all boil down to that one very critical choice You make.

And by the way folks, when I mean investment, I'm not thinking solely the ka-ching. While it inevitably is an important ingredient in the success of a marriage, there is a whole heap of other reasons that would make a marriage a worthwhile one.

So make a wise choice, I hear myself telling me.

Cos I would very much like to share that with my grandchild at age 82 (hopefully) what my nani uttered on that very Sunday.

And no I don't want to express regret over my choices to my grandchild.

And heavens' forbid, look at that empty chair opposite me when I'm 82, knowing that that was only caused because I chose to look pass someone who could have changed my life.

For those of you reading this post, do a little check-up. If you feel that you have met that right one- it is not going to pose any harm at all, treating him/her the way he/she should- just like a deserved king/queen.

And for those of you who are holding on to something which you don't feel completely right about, just spend a little time thinking, if that is what you really want or are you walking down an aimless, imaginary aisle?

And if you really don't know if he/she is the right one, keep looking out for the signs and listen to your heart as well as your brains. Over time, I guess you would know.

***

P.S- There is of course more to me than just clubbing
I do spend some time pondering.

Love to those close.
Vim/Mita/Vimita/Vimster

There are just some things that people say which triggers some part in my brain to remember it.
Cos its meaningful, darn silly/hilarious or for whatever reason I choose to play it in my mind more than once.

Might be a stranger, a best friend, a social fella, an acquaintance, a family member- Hell, it might just be You, reading this post.

Here's some for you to digest. The identities of all persons involved in the following conversations shall be kept strictly confidential due to certain copyright laws.

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Specimen 1

"If being honest is going to make me the bad guy, then to hell with them. I would rather be Wesley Snipes in Demolition Man than in Money Train"

- On defending his honest take in issues

Specimen 2

"Vim, in your line of work, it would be a miracle to not meet a slut. But that doesn't mean you need to be one to fit in. Ure fine the way you are. Ravi or not."

- On reminding me I was Vimmy from the Blocks.

Specimen 3

"And he thought he was a trend-setter. More like a tranny-getter"

- On a very very strange individual who has an absolutely warped sense of dressing but proclaims himself the new-age fashionista. Whatever that is homie.

Specimen 4

"You know what kinda music you listen to? Do you Know? You listen to me"

- Upon insistence of the right kinda music I shld be listening to.

Specimen 5

"Sigh Vim, I know I'm really in love when I can eat Bak Chor Mee at that Hougang kopi tiam with 'Her', without caring if my breath smells of pig's penis"

- On the comfort level one should achieve when you have identified the 'right one'

Specimen 6

"Mebbe we MUZ Selamat him, then he will come back?"

- A Chinese on suggesting a method for the return/capture of alleged Jemaah Islamiyah leader, Mas Selamat Kastari.

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Of course, my fellow readers, there was a myriad of other statements made- which can't seem to be penned at this moment with the mind's imbalance due to the sheer elation of United's victory..

On another note, my heartiest congrats to Ma Ying-jeou. I would like to see a different Taiwan- economically, socially and perhaps slightly, environmentally too.

Till the next post peeps, which I hope doesn't take a while.

Luv to those close,
Vimster

Seems to me like Hollywood is gripped with a drug problem
Wouldn't come as a shock to me to hear of the birth of a new heroin kingpin- think Frank Lucas.

So who grabbed headlines?

World's best-paid singer from 2000 to 2005, pop icon Britney Spears- Check
'Confessed' Teenage Drama Queen, Lindsay Lohan- Check
Filthy-mouthed, beast-looking, down-to-earth diva, Amy Winehouse- Check

And of late, there's Spideygirl, Kirsten Dunst and Cuban-American hottie, Eva Mendes who just added a notch of the glam factor on rehabs

Then there's the issue of the paparazzi pursuing these troubled girls, whose lives have suddenly become the most important subject of media scrutiny. (Seems as if writers involved in Writers Strike had to do something more drastic to shift the attention towards them. Unfortunately/ Fortunately that didn't happen)

Of course, it could be such a pain and nuisance to be pursued by 'mindless', 'thoughtless', ‘ignorant and heartless’ fellows, with some of them cornering the victimised even in a store's dressing room.

Relentless they are, that even Spears has become a slave for paparazzo Sam Lufi. Monetary incentive or not, surely he has claimed the right of calling himself Mr Spears (for now).

For those who aren't as lucky as Lutfi, they have to bear the brunt of occasional blows from Spears' umbrella and the onslaught of verbal and physical abuse from the others as well.

I feel that. It must be absolutely annoying. Even other stars have come forward to speak up against these paparazzi, urging them to Stop hounding these stars, which could lead to their betterment- maybe.

Thing is, how could they stop when the hits on People Magazine and E! and the myriad of tabloid magazines have risen to a high? Doesn’t the Ka-ching speak, most of the time?

So why is it that a lawyer fighting in the defence of a notorious criminal does not draw that much flak as these paparazzi?

The way I see it, these guys are making a living, more money, yes out of the misery of others but, what if you were in their shoes?

Don't you aspire to be the best in your job and hope for a raise/ increase in your pay check as well? Likewise, these guys are also doing the job, with much passion I say.

Then comes the question of whether I even feel the anguish of these troubled pop-stars.

Hmm….

Don’t you smell a little hypocrisy in the life of pop stars?
When they are in the C-list category, oh how much they yearn for the camera flashes. But as soon as they reach the status of the much coveted A-grade celebrity, they shut them out.

What did they expect when they made the decision to become a celebrity? That life would be a bed of roses?

Did they also forget that once they have gained that superstardom, invasion of privacy is the norm, 'cos every single thing they did, even the colour of their shit, would be of vested interest to the readers/viewers/listeners?

Well I just think, these stars should have assessed all these before entering the world of glitz and glamour and stars should seriously stop pointing their fingers at the very people who made them famous in the first place.

Behave and you'd get good publicity.

You don’t exactly need to be a Lara Croft to survive in Hollywood but learning a thing or two from Jolie could really help you.

So perhaps these druggie stars could plan a positive comeback for themselves? You know, to change the media's scrutiny on them.

‘Cos afterall, say whatever you want about Britney, but I surely still wanna piece of her.

Random Shit:

- Bak Kwa overdose at Kailin' was amazing.
- Working three days straight over the CNY holidays is no joke, esp when friendsies are out partying!
-Who wants J.Co?, I say Krispy Kreme should make its way here already.
-Edison Chen is innocent
-Very much in need of a wardrobe revamp.
-Missing the brudder heaps, altho he keeps DISSING S'pore's partying scene. Pffft!

Love to those who matter,
Vimster

SO...I obviously went on a hiatus. Now for the highlites of 2007

- Biggy on my list was my career switch. Fond memories I harboured for Power, but when the numbers on yur bank book grows faster somewhere else (in the same line of work), I reckon I made a wise choice.

- GST. Really pained me. Kill! Stab!

- Friends have been amazing thruout. Bestie Sab, Kailin, my lurvely brudder JX, Lya and of course the Sis.. N I thank God once again for blessing me with mature and non-slutty friends and family, cos I managed to gain a deeper insight to insignificant spam, which I never knew existed in my sphere! Thank god, they have been zapped! Phew, can't let the image be tainted. Lurve Friendsies!

- Holidays. Need not say much but it was SPLENDID with a capital S. Bounteous pampering may I add. Juz can't get enuff. More, I desire. Looking forward to 2008.

- Rihanna.

- Gong Bao Chicken Rice- Staple at work

- The new car. Yes, I'm paying for it but I don't have my license. HA! But what's better than to have a sis who ferries u up n down. Shiok!

That's bout it. Its juz another yr.

*Ok, so I'm so gonna miss my brudder Tan Jiaxing, who wld b leaving for France, SIGH. You have been the only guy I managed to divulge any sorta detail to...AAAARGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!I will try to come visit you and paint France Red. Wooooooooooot!

N so, while my gelek-giler side wld wanna champion Rihanna's smashing singles for 2007 (oh c'mon u dig it suckers!!), my fav song of the yr. Melee- Built to last. ( Simple with an essence)


Melee- Built to Last

I've looked for love in stranger places,
but never found someone like you.
Someone whose smile makes me feel I've been holding back,
and now there's nothing I can't do.

'Cause this is real, and this is good.
It warms the inside just like it should,
but most of all it's built to last.

All of our friends saw from the start.
So why didn't we believe it too?
Whoa yeah, now look where we are.
You're in my heart now.
And there's no escaping it for you.

'Cause this is real, and this is good.
It warms the inside just like it should,
but most of all it's built to last.

Walking on the hills that night with those fireworks and candlelight
You and I were made to get love right

'Cause this is real, and this is good.
It warms the inside just like it should,
but most of all it's built to last.

'Cause you are the sun in my universe,
considered the best when we've felt the worst
and most of all it's built to last.


Luv to all who matter,
Vimster

Mushy it may be.
Hell, I lurve this song.
Deepest respect I have for Alicia Keys, one of the more profound and accomplished singers of this era.
I reckon, I wld prolly sing this to my husband at my wedding, if i ever get married..HA!It truly is nice leh..

Alicia Keys- No One
I Just Want You Close
Where You Can Stay Forever
You Can Be Sure
That It Will Only Get Better

[Hook:]
You And Me Together Through The Days And Nights
I Dont Worry Cause
Everything's Gonna Be Alright
People Keep Talking
They Can Say What They Like
But All I Know Is That Everything's Gonna Be Alright

[Chorus:]
No One
No One
No One
Can Get In The Way Of What I'm Feelin'
No One
No One
No One
Can Get In The Way Of What I Feel For You
You You
Get In The Way Of What I Feel For You

When The Rain Is Pourin Down
And My Heart Is Hurting
You Will Always Be Around
This I Know For Certain

[Hook:]
You And Me Together Through The Days And Nights
I Don't Worry Cause
Everything's Gonna Be Alright
People Keep Talking
They Can Say What They Like
But All I Know Is Everything Is Gonna Be Alright

[Chorus:]
No One
No One
No One
Can Get In The Way Of What I'm Feelin'
No One
No One
No One
Can Get In The Way Of What I Feel For You
You You
Can Get In The Way Of What I Feel For U

I Know
Some People Search The World
To Find
Something Like What We Have
I Know
People Will Try, Try To Divide Something So Real
So Till The End Of Time
I'm Telling You That No One

No One
No One
Can Get In The Way Of What I'm Feelin'
No One
No One
No One
Can Get In The Way Of What I Feel For You

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N apologies for not updating soon enuff,
Thing is, when my paying job is writing-centric, updating my blog feels like I'm workin overtime.

Still- Pics from Diwali/Partying/Hari Raya..

Love to those impt
Vim-kisses n hugs