Here are some pictures from the shoot I did last year for a telemovie called Taubah. Taubah means repent. Yes, I am the naughty, sex driven, beer guzzling vixen who finally realizes how wrong she is and repents, and marries an ex convict 20 years her senior (but is mightily pious) and lives happily in a village.

Haha! I keed I keed. The story line, while might make many roll their eyes, was actually not as bad as I initially thought it would be. It’s just a story of a girl who wants more from life rather than spend all her time boozing and having random sex. Plus in the telemovie I was meant to be sick – all that boozing had left me with a weak kidney. In a way I kind of relate. I had an experience like this a few years back when I used to party a lot (the wondering about how there must be more to life bit, not the move to the village and marry and ex convict bit).

My friends know that I’m not too keen on the booze in real life. I hardly drink – perhaps a nice glass of wine, the occasional beer, champagne (ah champagne.. yum!). And while I’m not against other people drinking, I do not like it when people can’t control their booze – especially when it relates to me.

I’ve had many instances when guys decide it’s confession time after consuming copious amounts of booze (I don’t mean a couple of beers, I mean can’t stand straight, form constructive sentences drunk). They happen to think it’s a good time to wonder out loud (drooling and smelling) why you won’t fuck them, why you don’t love them, why you won’t go out with them, what is wrong with them, how they thought that we had something between us. Uh.. NO! Bad drunk, bad drunk!

Or women who get soo drunk that they can’t stand (why is it that women get drunk, they instantly lose the ability to walk?), they flop onto the nearest guy, unconsciously puke all over them, make a complete arse of themselves, flash nasty knickers. NO! Ladies! Have some dignity!

Or men and women who get all emotional while drunk and one poor sod will have to babysit them the whole night, while listening to their emo ramblings. Or people who don’t realize or won’t admit they’re drunk and insist on driving, or how they never want to go home, or how they keep repeating things annoyingly. I mean COME ON! Tsk..

Anyway I digress. The telemoviee! The telemovie! FOCUS!

Yeah, it should be out.. uh.. this year? I’ll let ya know when it finally shows. Hopefully it’ll be online so I can watch it too, cause I don’t have a TV – well I do have a TV just no cable or nothing. I only watch the Internet. HAHA! Loser!

Ok ta..

My favourite TV gay

I’ll be going to Japan tonight. Hopefully I’ll bump into my all time favourite gay, Hard Gay Man (see picture above). HGM is a superhero that dances to Ricky Martin and saves japanese citizens! How cool is he??? Check out the video below, couldn’t find one with english subtitles! Soli!

When I get back I have the Anugerah Skrin (Screen Awards) and the Marine Corps Ball to attend. Oh look at me! haha. But it’s a bit of a rush.

Well, I’ll write more when I get back at the end of the week. Ta ta!

Update:

Say! Say! Say! I managed to find a video with english subtitles!

And a site to watch more of Hard Gay Man!

Today I got a missed call from a number I didn’t recognise, so I called the number back:

Me:  Hi, this is Honey Khaursar, I got a missed call from this number…

Receptionist: What number?

Me: Uh, your number?

Receptionist: Oh, ok! It’s 03 7710..

Me: No, no! I mean, I got a missed call from your number, I was wondering who might have called me.

Receptionist: What number?

Me: Yours!

Receptionist: Yes, It’s 03 7710..

Me: I don’t want your number. I’m just saying someone called me from this number?

Receptionist: What number???!! Oh right. Yes, this is ******. Hold on I’ll look for the person who called you..

sigh.

Seriously.

Have you been to wordle.net before?

Wordle is a toy for generating “word clouds” from text that you provide. The clouds give greater prominence to words that appear more frequently in the source text. You can tweak your clouds with different fonts, layouts, and color schemes. The images you create with Wordle are yours to use however you like. You can print them out, or save them to the Wordle gallery to share with your friends.

The picture above is the words from my website. It’s bloody cool. You’ll spend ages wordl-ing words!

Also, after ages of being a superstar, Henry found it in his heart to come meet up with me. How blessed I am!

He just recently moved his bony arse to a far away land out of my way and I had to meet him at The Curve. Hanson was also part of the equation and for a wee bit we sat down and chatted about how crappy the Malaysian banks and other general things are. I also brought up the whole guy-pay-for-girl experiment and got quite a different perspective. I’ll tally it one day and put it up.

Henry has got his blue steel look on.

You realise I’m going to say Henry as many times as I can cuz there are a lot of little girls who go crazy over him and will be googling “Henry Golding”  and come to my site,  increase the traffic only to find that it doesn’t have any substantial Henry Golding news and go away disappointed.

HA HA HA HA HA!

(sigh, I am sad…)

Me: I need to go get another phone charger. Lulu chewed through the one I just bought.

Ui Hua: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. I’m sorry to hear that

Me: ……..

At the Sony Ericsson store at The Gardens (it’s right next to the Nokia store)

Me: Uh.. I need to get another charger for my phone…

Man: Wah so fast you lost the one you bought that day?

Me: Uh no, my cat chewed through it again…

Man: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaahahahahahahahhahaaa… I mean, here. RM80 please.

Me: ……….

I only have RM100.

Man: Aiya, I got no change. Wait I will break the RM100.

I wait around.

Man: Nah your change.

Me: Oh where did you break it?

Man: At the Nokia store lor…