I wrote this song for you, MattMatt!!!!! (a.k.a Jester, you losers)
MattMatt!!!!
Ohhhh, MATTMATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!
WHEN WILL YOU REEEAAALIIIIIIZE?
That Nat' s a ball of fairyfluff,
Reminds me a bit of Hilly Duff,
Sana is the perfect choice!
And plus, I have an OK voice!!
See?! See?! I could be with your band!!
So come on, moron, TAKE MY HAND,
Together, we'll go to drummer schoooooooooooooooooooooooool!!!
And then my parents would disown me.
Ok.
So maybe the last line didn't rhyme.
But COME ON, PEOPLE!
Wouldn't YOU want to marry a poet chick?!
Given, she may hypothetically be a BIT obsessive and write creepy songs about you.....
Hypothetically of course.
Shut up.
I hate everybody.
31 July 2006
Ode to MattMatt
We Have Lots of Special People At Chocolatte
Ok.
I wanted to do this yesterday, but due to my ubershat non-knowledge of computers and HTML (I know how to make it big and maybe bold, but that's about it), I thought I'd ask Fel to.
But she never comes online.
So Lyn, here you go, from all of us, and apologies if I couldn't make it all fancy.
Happy Birthday, Sunshine, from Your Family at Chocolatte.
I miss you absurdly.....we've been through a lot, together and separately. I hope you had an amazing birthday, and guess what? NOW, YOU CAN GO CLUBBING WITH REAL ID!!! ;)
23 July 2006
16 July 2006
lost & found
LOST
stolen, actually. what? my phone. i hear someone say "AGAIN!" hahahaha. unfortunately, yes. sigh. it's not fair really, it happened in less than 5 minutes =(
but then, the great shock came when X, an acquaintance who was there when i was frantically searching for it, said he/she would've done what the thief did - take the phone.
i beg his/her pardon, i thought i heard wrong, but those words came indifferently again, "i would take the phone too if i were that person!"
shocked i was. so shocked.
"what would you do?" asked X.
"i would pass it to the counter and say i found it!" i answered straightforwardly, as i was taught from the times i knew how to spell 'apple'. and i'm proud to say that I KNOW every single one of my friends would do the same.
X was surprised, maybe even a bit ashamed. his/her eyes blinked for a moment. "oh. i..uh..wouldn't have taken it if i knew it belonged to you."
do you feel any different about him/her?
FOUND
something priceless and eternal - my friends.
alison and eileen, who were with me when it happened, were such angels.
and of course, all the rest of you here, you dont need me to tell you, you know you are very special!
that's why i keep you close to me, in my heart
it doesn't matter we don't talk or see each other everyday.
HEY KAWANS!! lol.
9 July 2006
You Know You're Indian When....
OH SQUEE! MY FIRST POSTIE, MY FIRST POSTIE, SANA BE AN EXCITED LITTL...*slaps self hard several times*
Phew.
Aren't you glad that's over?
Well, NOW zat I've regained my composure, and duly reminded you that y'all should be THRILLDEDLY HONOURED because every post I make HERE...means one less for 2koole4skoole, I'll get to the point.
Sigh.
Don't you love me?
Well you should.
Go away.
NO DON'T! STAY HERE AND LOVE ME!!!!!!!!
That was SUCH a bloody long intro, I ALMOST forgot what this post was about!!!!!
But now that I've remembered, I give you:
10 Signs That Your Origins Really Lie in Brownman's Land:
10) Your parents have no individuality. Their minds have, over time, lost all semblance of original thought and now form one homogenous blob. This means, for the long suffering children, that they agree with everything the other says.
9) Your parents have secretly already married you off to your cousin in exchange for a pot of dhal and three buffaloes (THANKS, AARON!).
8) If you are not an only child, you have no identity. This is because no one remembers your name. For example, you, my loving fans, may know me as Sangeetha (Queen Sana, actually, but characters of female importance don't exist in India), but my parents know me only as Shama-Deepa-Sangeetha. For uncles and aunts, it becomes more confusing, because they begin to confuse you with their own children, so you become Mena-Nithila-Abida-Smrithi-Shama-Deepa-Mena-No wait, have I said Mena-Wtf was your name again-WHY THE HELL DO YOU PEOPLE HAVE SO MANY FECKIN CHILDREN-*random Indian expletive*-Oh look, random idiot Indian serial is on.
7) The word "Complimentary" is not an encouragement to entry, it is a prerequisite.
6) You buy something you don't need because it comes with something free that you'll never use.
5) If you go to a hospital to visit someone, no matter how sick, you spend as much time in the visitors lounge (free coffee and biscuits, people!), than you do with the invalid.
4) You bitch and whine about all Indian serials, but you secretly watch them because, for God's sake, Santanam is sneaking around with Prabha. PRABHA, PEOPLE, THIS IS GROUNDBREAKING!
3) You might be the smartest, most logical person in the world, but when Rohit dies and Sonia, his confused lover travels to New Zealand for closure and instead meets his doppleganger Raj who knows nothing of Rohit's existence and of course falls in love with Sonia but he's hunted down by Sonia's jealous father who organized Rohit's death in the first place but Raj survives, and despite getting shot in the arm has time to dance, sing and wear hideous outfits, catches out Sonia's dad, everyone's OK and Sonia finally forgets Rohit and falls for Raj instead, YOU CAN'T HELP CHEERING FOR THEM.
And yes, it WAS an actual plotline. Don't believe me? Go rent Kaho Na Pyaar Hai.
2) You top all your classes with ease, unless there's a Chinese person in your class, in which case, you two will battle it out for supremacy while the rest of your class copies your answers and goes partying while you, suicidal loser that you are, study. You'll never actually BEAT the Chinese kid, so you'd better hope he screws up of his own accord. (DIE, TEO, DIE!)
AND THE NUMBER ONE SIGN THAT YOU SHOULD REALLY BE SINGING JANA GANA MANA (the Indian National Anthem, you idiot):
1) You'd rather eat the crappiest, soggiest tea biscuit for free than fork out a measly buck for a luxury gourmet chocolate biscotti.
Now wasn't THAT the longest bloody thing you've ever read?
Phew.
Aren't you glad that's over?
Well, NOW zat I've regained my composure, and duly reminded you that y'all should be THRILLDEDLY HONOURED because every post I make HERE...means one less for 2koole4skoole, I'll get to the point.
Sigh.
Don't you love me?
Well you should.
Go away.
NO DON'T! STAY HERE AND LOVE ME!!!!!!!!
That was SUCH a bloody long intro, I ALMOST forgot what this post was about!!!!!
But now that I've remembered, I give you:
10 Signs That Your Origins Really Lie in Brownman's Land:
10) Your parents have no individuality. Their minds have, over time, lost all semblance of original thought and now form one homogenous blob. This means, for the long suffering children, that they agree with everything the other says.
9) Your parents have secretly already married you off to your cousin in exchange for a pot of dhal and three buffaloes (THANKS, AARON!).
8) If you are not an only child, you have no identity. This is because no one remembers your name. For example, you, my loving fans, may know me as Sangeetha (Queen Sana, actually, but characters of female importance don't exist in India), but my parents know me only as Shama-Deepa-Sangeetha. For uncles and aunts, it becomes more confusing, because they begin to confuse you with their own children, so you become Mena-Nithila-Abida-Smrithi-Shama-Deepa-Mena-No wait, have I said Mena-Wtf was your name again-WHY THE HELL DO YOU PEOPLE HAVE SO MANY FECKIN CHILDREN-*random Indian expletive*-Oh look, random idiot Indian serial is on.
7) The word "Complimentary" is not an encouragement to entry, it is a prerequisite.
6) You buy something you don't need because it comes with something free that you'll never use.
5) If you go to a hospital to visit someone, no matter how sick, you spend as much time in the visitors lounge (free coffee and biscuits, people!), than you do with the invalid.
4) You bitch and whine about all Indian serials, but you secretly watch them because, for God's sake, Santanam is sneaking around with Prabha. PRABHA, PEOPLE, THIS IS GROUNDBREAKING!
3) You might be the smartest, most logical person in the world, but when Rohit dies and Sonia, his confused lover travels to New Zealand for closure and instead meets his doppleganger Raj who knows nothing of Rohit's existence and of course falls in love with Sonia but he's hunted down by Sonia's jealous father who organized Rohit's death in the first place but Raj survives, and despite getting shot in the arm has time to dance, sing and wear hideous outfits, catches out Sonia's dad, everyone's OK and Sonia finally forgets Rohit and falls for Raj instead, YOU CAN'T HELP CHEERING FOR THEM.
And yes, it WAS an actual plotline. Don't believe me? Go rent Kaho Na Pyaar Hai.
2) You top all your classes with ease, unless there's a Chinese person in your class, in which case, you two will battle it out for supremacy while the rest of your class copies your answers and goes partying while you, suicidal loser that you are, study. You'll never actually BEAT the Chinese kid, so you'd better hope he screws up of his own accord. (DIE, TEO, DIE!)
AND THE NUMBER ONE SIGN THAT YOU SHOULD REALLY BE SINGING JANA GANA MANA (the Indian National Anthem, you idiot):
1) You'd rather eat the crappiest, soggiest tea biscuit for free than fork out a measly buck for a luxury gourmet chocolate biscotti.
Now wasn't THAT the longest bloody thing you've ever read?
8 July 2006
just a little thank-you
i think, in life, there are so many things we have to be grateful for. little things and big things, all deserve a bit of attention every now and then. we shouldn't take things for granted, should we?
for now, i just wish to thank all those who have supported chocolatte all these while: the lovely host, Carrie, the (LOVE!) blog team (yes, including sana, who HASN'T BLOGGED), all the darlings who had always tagged or commented on the blogs, all the wonderful people who just drop by to say hi, and also all the floaters who come, read and go.
shenny, sheryl, wendy, nicole, iqqy, kahsiong, lynn, josh, amanda, linji, aaron, luwee the floater, clinton the floater, jon the floater, kevinloh the floater, jasmineyap the floater, and all the other floaters! thanks! be encouraged to leave a tag! lol.
credits to Teo for the term he apparently coined - "floaters"
5 July 2006
The Red Light Shots.
Hey there. :) These are "The Red Light Shots" from Clint's Surprise Party. We love the red lamp. :P Haha. And Thank Kiuuus to the awesome babes, Stephayy~ and Mel~ for the awesome surprise party. =D He was all big smiles.. LOVE the pics of him with his pearly whites showing. HAHAHA =P Will post up the rest of the pics I have in my photo album. SOON. I promise!! =P
Those who want the original pictures, ask me. :)
and then suddenly you get this:
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