Trying to buy time.

Doesn't work though.

I'd give pretty much anything to be back in Koh Samui with you. With everyone. I'd give all in my possession to know that I could go to a place and stop the seconds. Just to spend that lil bit more time with you. Let's all drop everything. Let's all just go and live on an island and grow corn and be happy. Let's not go our separate ways. Let's just run away for a while.

My farewell will be at Shin's house, if you're coming. It'll be from 8pm onwards. Let me know if you need directions. You know the number.

The bags are packed.

It's no longer weeks...

It's days. And the days are in single digits.

For those who have enquired and have expressed their wish to come to see me off on Tuesday MORNING (just highlighting that fact because for many, that will be a deciding factor) my flight number is SQ217 and it departs at 09:55. I believe there are plans for breakfast at the airport, so if you wish to join us then please feel free. I believe we'll be arriving there at around 07:15 at T1 (or is it T2?). Good lord, I don't even know any more.

And for those who are uninformed because you don't have Facebook, the BBQ (because we couldn't get a last minute chalet) will be at East Coast Park on Saturday. As some are attending the Christina concert, don't expect food because it will be gone. :D As mentioned previously, it's BYOB so just grab a bottle and come on down (:

Give us a ring if you need directions (either me, Shin or Nikki) and I look forward to seeing you.

WoW.. No. Really.

Today I saw a car license plate that started: SFK_____

My immediate thought was Shadowfang Keep. -.- Someone get me my internet connection/network sorted please! I miss playing WoW.

Random musings at 0249 whilst waiting for the Boyfriend to call...

As I'm lying in bed haxing internet from someone nearby waiting for the Darling to call, I think of my departure (now a mere 10 days away) and of friendships forged and forgotten.

Today I was scared. Scared that I mean nothing to nobody and my presence will be sorely missed solely by my puppy -and only because I'm the one who feeds her the extras. Sheep and a few others have tried to counter this by telling me that I DO mean something to them. That I AM special. To have those sort of people, I am blessed. Truly.

Then I think back to all the hypocrites I've met and known. The ones who swear by you and what you can do but ditch you the second you have nothing left to give, much like you would a wet tissue/baby wipe. The Drifters -if I may be so bold as to steal the title from others.

Let's visit Secondary Three in St. Anthony's...

(but before that, there's Year Five in St Joseph's) I've known boys since I was a tot. I remember my infatuation with Gavin Kelly from as far back as I my brain allows me to delve consciously. I remember the heartbreak when I found out that my best friend, Jade Milne had stolen him. I remember the summers with Michael Leighton and how he smashed Gavin's head on the door when he found out I loved Gavin more than him. Then later on... The bitch fight in St Thomas More between Sophie Pitham and myself when she discovered I liked Chris Rush when I wasn't supposed to because she liked him (oh yea, great logic Soph.) The giant girls vs boys gathering when Adam and I confronted each other about me leaving for Singapore. Yes, boys are not new. They have been on the planet a rather long time. If we'd like to get biblical... They've been around longer. Deal with it....

Or not.
Girls' school girls don't discover boys until late Sec 3 or Sec 4, it seems. So when I discover someone I really click with and someone I can relate to on ALL levels... "OH MY GOD I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!"

No. It's not allowed. Yes, 3/6 and many others, you ostracised me for being me. For discovering boys before you.

Alas, when you all started squealing over the year books in Sec 4, I'm very glad and proud that I can say I did not join in. I did not have those schoolgirl crushes on those black and white blurred photos and were, at best, at 72dpi.

So what really cracks me up is that now I discover that nearly every single one of you is no better than myself. None of you are what you used to proclaim you were. YOU are the laughing stock. I can sincerely look back and say that at the time, my life was hell... But now... I'm the one who is in a better place.

Good bye.

People seldom actually want to hear about your problems. A lot of people don't even care about YOU. They care about number One. It's human nature. YOU never cared about me. You girls never cared, because if you did, you wouldn't have turned your back.

Yet when I have knowledge, you come back. When I have money to offer, you come back. But will you be there when I leave? No.

So let's take a look at another example. Hello Grace.
"I want to become more involved... I want to get more of a profile..."
I said 'sure' and showed her the way. 'Let me get you involved in Stop Press and Council,' I said. And I did (not council though, they didn't want her in -I know this sounds ridiculously bitchy for those just reading but not knowing anything about me, CMM, council or the life of a media student. Apologies.) I help her through a speech to our Juniors at SAC, try to give her some confidence and next thing I know...

BAM!

"Oh my god, she's such a bitch!"
"I hate her"
"She's so fat"

WTF did I do but help?! Wet tissue obviously dried up.

I hope you end up having to make a big presentation and realise halfway that you're not wearing clothes. No, girl... You're supposed to imagine your AUDIENCE is naked... Not you.

There is, however, some glimmer of hope in the realm of friendship.

In the light of departure and everybody from UWC leaving, I see a great number of people struggle to cope with the idea that they may never see a lot of their friends. Ever. Again.

Respect goes to those who put the effort into making sure their friendship is not one that fades as the last date that you wrote on their Facebook wall disappears. I hope the friendships I'm forging will make it through my new phase of life. I would really like you guys to stick around.

Whether you like me or not...
Whether you hate me or not...
Whether you will miss me or not...
Whether you will think of me or not...
I hope I've made an impression.
I hope I'll never be forgotten -even if you have to say: "Wasn't she the bitch that dissed me on her blog?"

Well at least I haven't forgotten you.

Post ended at 0325 and still no call. I hope you're resting well.

You. It's always been about You.

And I'm not complaining. I like things that way... It makes me happy. It makes me happy to see you happy.

If you don't already know, everything you've done/got caught up in/lost yourself in, I've tried to understand. I've done my best to take an interest in everything. Yet you always seem so eager to throw it away for something else.

"I think if you tried to stop me it would be selfish of you"

Everyone's sacrificing something for what they want... But I keep getting this sneaking suspicion that very soon, you'll 'kthxbai' me like you did before except this time I'll be too far away for you to come kiss and make up.

26 days.

I'm horrifically scared that when this one thing that keeps me in touch with you when you're not by my side is gone, that I'll never hear from you. You say I get priority because you can't reinstall me... But what's the use of being classified that if it makes no difference edgeways?

I want you to play.
I want you to have fun.
I want you to do really well...

But not at the cost of Us.
I'm scared. Aren't you?

HI KEN~!!

Ken, this post is JUST for you. Don't be emo aight? (: I'm dedicating this WHOLE DAMN THING TO YOU!!

Servers are down and there's not a lot to do except surf Facebook, forums and blog. All of which I'm doing now. I'll be uploading the fantabulous pictures of Koh Samui onto Facebook shortly which means I've got a gazillion people to tag o.O Crap, I just realised I've double-uploaded my photos onto iPhoto.

I'm tired... Editing all those pictures is a bit of a pain. Ok Ken, these few pictures are for you, ok? Hope you enjoy them!!

Meimei, ni zai na li ne??

Wo de meimei qu Malaysia. Ta budong pao na li qu le. Xiang nian ta ying wei wo ziji yi ge ren zai jia de shi hou jiu juede heng meng zheyang. Ta zai nabian ying wei ta you zhong san de camp. Dou qu Pahang wanwan, liu wo zai zhe bian geng Mama. Baba ye shi chu guo le.

Keshi dao xing qi yi wo ye yao chu guo!! Wo hao kai xin!! Wo gen wo qin ai de haiyou ta de pengyou dou qu taiguo wanwan. Zhi shi qu dao liu tian keshi wo juede ye shi hen hao.

Meimei, ru guo ni you du zhe ge, zhidao wo xin li hen xiang ni. Mama ye xiang ni. Zaogu ziji, kuaikuai hui lai.

Aiai.

ReeMeat & Sushi

/bye Singapore.

I can kiss goodbye to a 3 year long degree course too! 1.5 years of Melbourne here I come... I'm suddenly extremely enthusiastic about doing my honours as well. Not gunna share my thesis *evil laughter* MINE!!! ALL MINNNNEEEEEE.

So yea, I'm extremely excited and happy and the knowledge that a couple of others that I don't love wholeheartedly will be in the same faculty doesn't even matter any more. There's so much more to look forward to!! There's Justin, Yang, Nick, Nelliiieeeeee, Sarah, Sing Yi and Tammathy already there. AND NOT TO MENTION THAT MY BITCH WILL BE THERE TOO!! *bounce*

This leaves me with a definite deadline of 1 month and 1 week left with my Darling, which is a sad thought that I'm not thinking about and forcing out of mind because he'll be with me again by the end of the year -breathes-

I still have a few issues to work out...

Me = Maki
Several layers of bull and nonsense before you get to the heart of it where the yummy stuff really lies.

Shin = Sashimi
Raw and simple. You get what you see, except for when you peel back the layers unnecessarily and you're not prepared for the Wasabi lying below.

Heh. One of the best bloody analogies I've thought of in a long while.

Oh and girls, we have more power than we realise! Twice in two days I've gotten into a cab that by right (those being signs on the changing shift notice stating a different direction and someone else standing in front of me) shouldn't have been mine. Yesterday, Matt and I were waiting for effin ages for a cab during the shift change period at Queensway. The sign said Bukit Panjang and we were heading to Somerset.

"If you (Matt) ask, then cannot already. But got girl (Me) ask then how can say no?"

Today I was standing about 25 feet behind another guy outside TP after getting my Graduation gown (which isn't THAT bad, but it's not the best I've ever seen) and we were both waiting for a cab in the drizzle. A couple cut both of us and jumped into the first cab, then about 10 minutes later another one came along...

No changing shift sign...

He winds down his window and turns down the guy in front and proceeds to drive towards me. No enquiries as to where I'm going.

"I hate driving cabs. Shit marnee la. So if it's all bad then I might as well take a prettier passenger right?"

LOL.

Intelligence

I feel the need/urge/desire to write something intellectual. Or at least... Something that sounds a bit clever so that I don't sound like a total ditz.

I'm still awake as it has been requested that I send across a video to someone. I'd really like to cuddle up and go to bed. Or at least, lie in my bed and continue reading my book, The Rule of Four by Ian Caldwell and Dustin Thomason.

It's a fairly intruiging book, I must admit -even if the exterior does look a bit dull. Then again they do say .

Samosas and Cheese Naan at Delhi restaurant on Racecourse Lane make me happy.

Did you know that there is an Indian Barbie?! Northern Indian, but Indian nevertheless. Nikki and I looked at it and gawked at it. I took a picture or two but I shall upload them tomorrow when I feel like it. When I feel like it.

I drew last night. One picture is half finished.

Just a thought... If there's someone for everyone (which can't quite be true because don't females outnumber males?) then that means there shouldn't be spinsters or old maids, right? And what if I don't find that someone before I hit menopause? And what if my someone is living in Botswana and I never get a chance to go there but he (or she) is waiting for me there (oh, so that's how it's evened out... Lesbians). Does that mean I'll die lonely?

A week and a half before I go to Koh Samui. I'm excited. Now I need to work on that pre-holiday tan.

I'm waiting on RMIT to reply. Tomorrow I shall hound IDP. I don't like this waiting game. It's slow. Painful, almost. To add onto it, two cows from poly are already there. I'm wondering which aspect of Communications they got into. One was in Marketing and the other, Broadcast. I suppose I can only hope they'll not be in Media but will have chosen Advertising Creative.

Pants.

Thank god, the file has almost finished. By the time I brush my teeth and hair, it should be sorted. Tomorrow shall be for self preservation and meeting acquaintences of yesteryear.

It's funny, 'friends' from Secondary School only bother now to find out who I really am and to take a look at what was said and done back then... Maybe I'm not such a bad person afterall. Maybe I did make the effort. Maybe they just didn't want to do anything. Maybe I'll turn out alright.

Or maybe I'll just be an emofck for a couple of days each month for the rest of my life and it'll be enough to deter everyone because, "it's not the first time."

Frustrated.

The worst frustration is when you're frustrated by yourself because you can't think clearly enough to work out how to unpickle yourself from this whole mess.

Eurgh.

No, I don't want to talk to anyone.

Ever get one of those days where you just want to be alone? Just shut away with no disturbances. Life would be so simple if people actually listened when someone said they want to be alone.

Think of how many fights would not have escalated...
Think of how many people would not have been, literally, pushed over the edge...
Think of how many tears would not have been cried...

If you had just listened.

That Novelty Factor...

Oh you gotta love the things 'designers' come up with nowadays. I was browsing Mango at Parkway with Mum this evening and when I saw these jeans, I had to buy them -even if it was solely for the novelty factor.


You DO see why, right?

Materialistic love.

WDK

I play World of Warcraft (WoW). My Guildies have discovered my blog.

/wave
/point
/laugh
/lick

I'm about 7XP bars from 40 when I'll get my mount and mail ability!! SO FUNNNN... I'm just contemplating what alt to get when I hit 70. I do like playing this game. Shin's gonna be really busy this week with Bio and Business finals, so I guess I'll have to busy myself with the beach and WoW.

I'm feeling mildy uninspired to write, so I'll let the pictures do the talking...
Although I didn't manage to take any pictures of lunch with the family, I did take a couple of shots of the present that I gave Mum for Mothers' Day.



Mum marvelled at the picture and was shocked when Dad said she knew the artist. She wasn't wearing her reading glasses so she couldn't see my signature. When she found out, she teared :D Well, so did I. Best present ever!

Ok, Mum wants to pop out and I want to go with her... Maybe I'll write a bit more later.
Probably not.

"...grubby dictator." -John Howard calling names whilst he bans the Aussie Cricket team from going to Zimbabwe. QQ.

I'm doing this here, then it'll be imported on my Facebook too. Kills two birds with one stone.

List the last 21 people to write on your wall, numbering them 1-21. Then answer the questions below.

1. Justin Loi
2. Fred Teo
3. Tammathy Yiin
4. Matthew Webster
5. Simon Andrew Ashforth
6. Emily Teng
7. Nicole Van Cuylenburg
8. Rachel Monkman
9. Melody Tan
10. Saif Dia
11. Sarah Wong
12. Caecilia Lau
13. V. Diddy
14. Chris John Fussner
15. Natalie Steptoe
16. Vicnan K P
17. Mark Nathan
18. Prasad Paramajothi
19. Jonathon Tennant
20. Lung Lung Thun
21. Lucy Davies

How did you meet 10?
Like I met everyone else from UWC: Through my sushiboy.

What would you do if you had never met 6?
I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have had as much fun during the Ms 17 pageant as we actually did. It was insanely fun.

What would you do if 20 and 15 dated?
I think they'd make a hawt lesbo couple... *wags tongue*

Have you ever seen 1 cry?
Mmm... I'm sure I have. Or at least heard him. But he's my strong boy.

Would 4 and 12 make a good couple?
Polar opposites. Besides, 12 is happily coupled off and 4 is enjoying himself whilst discovering the true meaning of 'media'

Would number 14 and 16 make a good couple?
No. No. No. No. No. Total mismatch...

Describe 8:
A lil brit chick. Just like a lot of us, she just wants to go back! Such a bubbly young one!

Do you like 17?
He's alright. He's added a lot of people off my friend's list I think. And joined a (well I think it is) UWC finals group, which I find amusing.

Do you think 18 is attractive?
Oh yea... Sheep is hawt. *drool* -rofl.

Tell me something about 11:
I have to share my darling J with her. But I don't mind cuz she's hot and we have different needs from him. Well, we both need him to carry our shopping, but that's ok cuz we'll be shopping together.

What's 7's favorite color?:
Pink (unless she's in a morbid mood. Then it's black)

What would you do if 5 just confessed they liked you?
Marry him. Hahahah...

When was the last time you talked to number 19?
Couple of days ago on msn... Miss him. It's been over 2 yrs since I last saw him.

What language does 13 speak?
English. Tamil?? Hindi?? *shrug*

What year is 16 in?
Poly, year 3, sem 1. I miss those days...

Would you ever date 13?
Hahaha... Me and V. Diddy. LAWL. That would be funny!! We'd talk physics all the time :P

Would you ever date 12?
Sure! She's hawt and she's soooo cute!

Where does 18 live?
Singapore. He did a stint in Aussie when he was younger though.

What is the best thing about 4?
He's in the meedeeahh. :D Means that we can be media bitches together. Like.. Totally!

What would you like to tell 3 right now?
LOSER! Justin's MINE. FU.

How did you meet 2?
He was dating Tresa Rai when we were in the Ms 17 pageant together wayyy back in 2004.

What is the best thing about 15?
Join the Natalie and Becky Appreciation Group and you'll know why!! She's lovely... Used to be real close with her in Year 3 back in Treacle Town. It was her, me and Anna. Always.

How come there are no questions about 21?
Don't know, but I'd like to date her too please! :P

Well hello there, young child.

Yes, the Bitch is back.

And I'll be leaving soon. Melbourne is creeping up on me. In about 2 months I will be packing my bags and saying 'Taraa!' to Singapore for at least 6 months. *waves*

So, not that any of you all care that much (because most of you read my Facebook or talk to me online) but yea, I've been doing absolutely nothing for the past month or so and you know what? I like it.

This is my first chance I've had in three years to relax. There are times when I've been bored out of my mind, but I can't say I haven't had anything to do. There are things I can do, but I'm just too lazy to ACTUALLY do them. WoW helps to ease the boredom. Or I just sit at Shin's and talk to him. And play WoW.

I'm level 36 (or at least, i'm 35 coming 36 in approximately 4.1 hours once the darn server is back up).

I hate tuesdays.

Oh yea, I had a little girl that I got to know last year going apeshit on me. I met her at a Nickelodeon event and I gave her my email. For ages she didn't get my number, but recently (when I was stupid enough to forget about it), I put a signature on my email with my number on it.

...

Now she's going ape on me and complaining about why I don't reply her texts and stuff like that and even sent me a text that looked like she sent it wrongly. Either way... It wasn't cool.

I quote:
"Hmm.. I don't think shes ever gonna reply even if its a qn! So why bother so much abt her??! Haiyos!"

Even if she didn't mean to send it to her friend and sent it to me just to vent her frustration about me not replying her texts that she sends everyday, it's not cool. Actually, it pisses me off. If it WAS meant for a friend, it's just as bad. I'm not angry, merely irritated that people like that think I owe them something. She then promptly got all pissed off and emo, going off and saying how I can just delete her from my life.

Well actually, I'd love to +z her from my current situation. Minimal distraction then from that stuff. Seriously though... *cringe* It's no wonder her seniors at school think she's a stalker.

Any how, Wen Hao managed to save most of my photos from Tioman. Oh he made me so happy! I was elated and woke Shin up at 3 in the morning just to tell him!

Rae's disappeared (almost literally) off to Yangon. I fret everyday and just hope/pray/wish that she's fine. It's so... Secretive there! Like... She has to call God, Rick!! And she can't say where she's staying. She has to call it a HOTEL. Although I think she's in a Church or someone's house or something like that. =\ When you see this, Darling... I love you!! Please take care.

I think Jon's sending over some caffeine pills or something like that. She's so tired. Makes me worry.

OH! Graduation. Dad won't be around for it, neither with Barbara so it's dibs between which of the grands get to come. Although I think I want Shin (to save all that hassle) to come (also for the fact that i'd like him there, of course). Every day is precious that we have left. I'm not involved at all in his graduation, so I'd like to at least involve him in mine.

The ever so important decision of what gown to wear for Nanda's graduation ceremony was made today. What's even better is that because it was bought last year (I think) it means that no one else will be in the same gown. Oh the joys of having several gowns in the wardrobe.

Did you know that wardrobes in Aussie are called 'robes'?? How strange.

A little adaption from a contribution from Dan (Bends):
Sarchasm - the gap between the brain behind the wit and the twit who just doesn't get it.

Yawn. Time to get to bed me thinks.
Ok, Aura's pissed that I'm going with Nanda. Some girls don't get it do they? You push away your boy and say you're going with someone else, then you get pissed off when he finds someone else to go with.

Even i'm not that bad.

I think??

Honey, I'm hommmeeeee.

So after what feels like 2 months -but in truth is only 2 weeks... I'm back in Singapore. Good, clean, fast-paced, broadband-filled SINGAPORE. I now truly appreciate showers with more than 3 measly jets.

I'm not saying the break wasn't amazing... I mean, what could be more fulfilling than climbing Mount K., nearly falling off and then getting rescued by Jon -who was later awarded with a beach mat and a beaded necklace from the locals as a mark of bravery- and in the process, spraining his ankle. We helped the locals with the economy, buying and consuming their products whilst sharing the produce and goodwill. Felt really good to help them. We played with the children there too -for which we received a frisbee.

We also went to the beaches along the East Coast to help with coral conservation. Consulting with a marine biologist and his team of photographers and scientists, we discovered a lot about the wildlife in the area and how best to go about conserving the environment.

All in all... That was a load of bullshit. *grin*

Penang was awesome. It felt like home -because it WAS Rae's home.
KL was so-so. I can't say much for the nightlife, but the company -cheers to Faraz, Sean, T and co.- was brilliant.
Tioman was chilled. Even the mosquitoes fly at half-time. The locals were cool and the extra company along the way was enjoyable. The sandflies were and still are a bitch. Hmph.

I'm brown, happy and glad to be home. Bounced into Singapore right into *HIS* arms and was surrounded by the bestestest family I could ever have. I'm a happy bunny. Very happy.

Photos to come. Prolly on FB.
Join us there...

<3

Move Bitcch, Get Out The Way!

Teehee.. So I got into my first fight in a club over the weekend. Nothing to be insanely proud of, but it was quite amusing. So here's how it went doowwwnnn.

A butch and her girlfriend were dancing at Smoove -all's good so far- until they decide it'd be cool -uh oh, here it comes- to take up half the space on the dancefloor by moving their arses out just that half metre more. We are talking about nonexistent space here.

Everyone started getting really irritated with them and a few boys started shoving -I wasn't party to that, honest guv!- and their response was to take up more space.

Me being me, I went up to them -because by now I'd been rammed in the back like... 9 times?? by her sharp arse and I was starting to bruise (and we are talking about the girlfriend, not the butch. The butch was fairly round >.<)- and politely asked them to stop taking up so much space. She got a little defensive and the tension upped one notch.

I got pulled back by the boys I was with (Glenn, who were they? Names? Heh) and sheltered just as she goes ape and starts whacking everyone, shoving me back and punching the guys pushing her...

Cue song.

*everyone turns around and faces the couple* -and I mean EVERYONE-
"MOVE BITCH, GET OUT THE WAY! GET OUT THE WAY, BITCH! GET OUT THE WAYYY!"

Phwooaaarrrrr. That did it. She goes ape once more. Just as I'm about to make my way and sock her in the face for pushing and shoving our group once more, the boys pull me back and she looks at me and tells me to stay away. The bouncers arrive and promptly drag her away, leaving us to enjoy the rest of the night.

Glenn, Al, the two guys we ended up dancing with (along with the lil girls -and my my my were they little-), Sean and his friend -whose name escapes me for the moment-... Thank you for looking out for me and making my evening enjoyable.

Here's also to the BTFN crew! You guys were amazing and did a good job of putting up with an incredibly bitchy and angsty me on the night of the event. You all were awesome.
NOTE: Please remember to make time for Sentosa tomorrow. 11:30 at Harbour Front. :D Let's go get a tan, eh?

Malaysia roadtrip starts on Sunday.

I
Can't
Wait

Camels in the Middle East.

(insert multitude of swear words here)

NOT HAPPY, 'ARAB'!

Work is harsh. I am blogging from the conference room in the office. Yes, you're reading the time right. It IS past midnight. -.- Someone shoot me.

I'm tired. I've been working since 0930 this morning. I missed lunch, put up with some stuck up biatches from the GND and got shouted at by my boss. I've been through several revisions of countless documents and had to endure the embarrassment of my boss shouting at Vicnan -for which I truly apologise.

Someone... Please... Shoot me now.

-____-"

The Land Of The Corporates.

I've got a job.

Don't look so surprised. Yes, I know I'm not one for taking any less than $100/hr but it fills up my time for the next two weeks and it'll look neat on the CV.

Although I am kinda gutted that it means I won't be seeing Shin as much as I have been. This past week after school has been awesome. Oh wait... It's only been 4 days. =\ That's including a weekend. Oh... Wow. i have more time than I thought!

Anyway, I'm now working at Labyrinth Branding at Amoy Street and will be for the next two weeks. I'll be handling the Black Tie Fight Night due to take place next Thursday, the 15th of March at the Swissôtel.

Firstly, those who know me decently enough (which isn't very many judging by my last post) they'll know that I freeze quite easily. So yes, you can imagine that I'm solely typing this entry to prevent my fingers from getting frostbite.

I forgot to tell you! I've finished school -although you'd have to be pretty dense to not have noticed that by this end of the post.

The exam was alright. Studying for it was pants because how the hell do you study for an exam where you can bring your papers in with you?! I survived.

Speaking of surviving, I've survived my entire polytechnic course! Phwoar!

So yea, back to the job. I got here at 10 and haven't really done much since then. Heh. I'm getting the average amount of pay for temp staff. -.- My bank account is not loving this.

[Lunchtime Interlude]

Ok, lunch was quite yummy. Beef noodles at Amoy Street Food Market. Thank you, Conrad.

Lalalaaa... I've done all the work assigned. Not much else to do right now. Luv-er-leee!! So what else do I do? *twiddles thumbs* Play Tetris! Thank you, Kai! <3 *grin*

-i'm getting money for doing nothing, i'm getting money for doing nothing, i'm getting money for doing nothing-

Help Required.

Ok, all...

I know it's been a little while, but I've been supposedly mugging for my exams. Right.

First up, Happy Chinese New Year. Actually, Happy LUNAR New Year. Daddy's not Chinese, so why should it be exclusively for the Chinese? Back to your roots... What bollocks! Whose roots are they?! The moons. Pfft.

Drove up to Malaysia with the family for visiting. Didn't know I had so much family around. I swear I've never met half of them! It was a fairly... Uneventful day. So naturally the camera came out.


Secondly, as the post is aptly named, I require your help in several areas.

1) Dance Floor.
As I'm sure many of you knew people who were in Singapore Idol and whatever else nonsense they come up with nowadays that are so-called 'reality television programmes' when in essence there's no bloody reality to it at all (please read: Chart Throb by Ben Elton). Now it's my turn!

At Peranakan Place, I work along side with Mel. She's a door bitch for Alley Bar -nice place, try to grab a drink there. She and her dancing partner (who works upstairs as a dancer at Rouge) have entered The Dance Floor. I'd like you to all please contribute your votes to this lovely pair: Just The Two Of Us.


2) LIME Magazine TVC.
Now many of you know that during my last semester in Temasek Polytechnic, Rae and I sweat our blood and tears to produce our Lime Magazine commercial (and put out a fair amount of money for it too). At the internal competition, we aced it. Our efforts paid off and we won the SGD1000 -holiday fund & chalet for the talents.

Now we're battling it out on podcast.sg to try and become the commercial that will be aired on National Television.

We'd very much appreciate it if you would kindly pop on down to this website to vote for the commercial that you think is best. Of course we'd like you to vote for ours, but that's not quite fair. So take a look through all of them (yes, I know our names are at the beginning, but at least I'm TRYING to be objective here!) and vote for the one you think is best.

Alright, enough hardcore selling and back to the books.

Before I go... Welcome home, Ms. Berry! We missed you. 3 weeks and counting til the roadtrip! *bounce*


AND... A little memoir of my Friday night. <3 you, Pig.



EDIT:
Got bored whilst studying for my Law exam. Eurgh... Anyhow, if you're bored and you're done voting and wotnot, then just take this test so that I will know exactly who doesn't know shite about me.

Bed time. Night, all.


Create your own Friend Quiz here

To quote...

To quote the lovely Ms. B, school has been apple+Xed out of our lives. We did it. We survived the three years. The trials and tribulations. The projects. The exams. The lecturers (good and bad). The people. The bitching. The INDUSTRY.

I owe my last semester to someone very VERY great. She pulled me through when I thought all was lost and helped me edit when I couldn't do shite. She helped me stay awake whilst keeping me asleep (all at the same time) and put up with all my nonsense.

She cussed and swore, ok, that was me. I did it mostly on her behalf so she wouldn't have to. She prayed and got us through the bad times.

We were a dream team, which is saying something because Producers, Directors, Editors and Camera crew don't often get along. And we were all of the above! :D Phwoar...

We won a thousand dollars.
We got a fair few A's.
We beat the system.
We submitted work that we're proud of.
We surpassed the expectations we held of ourselves as well as of those that others held.

WE DID A BLOODY BRIL'YANT JOB, I say.

So this, Ms. B., is for you...
Here's to our last day of school, our future, the roadtrip and a beautiful friendship that we WILL make last a lifetime.


I Love You, Girl.