Its a somewhat glorious saturday evening, it passing by a whole lot faster than I would have like it to, but what the heck.
I'm sitting on my bed, garbed in only my boyfriend's tatty grey oversized shirt, snug as a door mouse but more temperamental than whistling kettle.
All credits go to the wonder of the S.A.F that just HAD to call him back for last minute guard duty. -_-
Never mind, all in the name of testing one's endurance.

So people have noticed the new designation I updated on my friendster profile (which, let me digress, is not nearly half as fun as Facebook); casting director for a particular film company.
My very first assignment was to die for; a campaign to raise awareness for Human Trafficking around the world, broadcasted on MTV cable tv.

Do check out its very own website, filled with top of the art photography and cool downloads, but more importantly, filled with shocking and vital facts about the harsh reality of human trafficking, which subsequently filters down to prostituion, forced labor and domestic labour.
It may come as a surprise to many that Human Trafficking is the the second most lucrative business next to drug trafficking.

Find out how you can make a difference @ www.mtvexit.org. :)

KNNCCB.

My bank statement just came in today, and I so nearly had a coronary after reading it.
People who had borrowed from me, please have the moral decency to AT LEAST call and tell me if you have difficulties returning; don't act like you disappeared from the face of the earth.
That's really fucked up behavior and altogether very impolite.

I loaned J (lets just call her that) about 30 bucks about a month ago, and after countless attempts to contact her, she just does not reply.
Back then in secondary school, the same thing ever happened, and it took her 6 freaking months to return the 20 bucks she borrowed.

And the best part? She always had new stuff like comic books and stationary stuff whenever I met her. Talk about being THICK-SKIN and SELF-CENTERED!!!!

I think money is really something that can turn relationships, especially friendships sour.
As a currently jobless entity, pockets are tight and I'd appreciate the ones I regard as friends to have a conscience and spare a thought for me.

This has been a very crude and blunt entry, and it may be a lil on the offensive side; but perhaps some you may be able to empathize with me on similar past experiences. At least I finally let off some steam on this situation that has been eating me, and perhaps we can all learn something here.
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Urgh.

Ok I cannot figure out how to mass upload my pics from my new Flickr account.
So unless someone can help enlighten me.. its gonna be a long period of of barren picture-less entries.

Blogger, feel my wrath!

Ok heads up. Much awaited Halloween post is here.

Pardon the lack of enthusiasm in this post as I am dead tired after scrutinizing half of Best Denki for a new television. My ancient television has just about outlived its usefulness, and it is about time we looked for its replacement to pass on the proverbial 'baton'. Haha.

Here we are with ambiguous Madam Sherry Ong the pilot and moi. Actually she was aiming for the sexy policewoman outlook, but the huge star on her hat looked for like the former, so yeah. Anyhow all that matters was the sexy, yea?

And yes, please ignore the fact that I look like I'm groping her, cos it was seriously a case of BAD TIMING.

Guys, heads outta the gutter please, LOL.

It was a Halloween miracle!!!

Sherry managed to talk the usually meek Han Hui into joining us for the night. I don't think you can tell, but she is supposed to be a gangster girl.

(She's tooooo sweet to be one la!)

Shameless cam-whoring outside the club.
On hindsight, I really cannot project that sexy vibe that I was supposed to be embodying for the night.

I dig his weave!
Afros are hoooot....at least until I caught sight of this other afro guy with glowing fairy lights embedded in. That dude certainly took the cake, and I wished we had taken his picture too.

Dead Japanese school girls... they remind me of my fave PS game, Fatal Frame.
Especially the one on my left, she just glares glassily at the camera; totally freaked me and Sherry out.

In front of us, this Geisha (with a kimono decidedly nicer than the one I wore last year, hmph). Her friend, whom I henceforth dub as the Undead-Cheongsam-Lady.

Bring sexy back. LOL

Pout Silly!

Flying kisses to mark the end of yet another year of Halloween madcap :)

Just back from Zouk's Halloween Party: Lair of the Damned.

My feet are indescribably numb from all that dancing; my ears are half-deaf from all that pounding music and yelling, and my back is aching from jiving just a lil too much.

But I had yet another exhilarating blast with my girls. Zouk never fails to give the best and most outrageous parties for Halloween, I dun ever think that MOS nor St James Power House(or was it Power Station?) can compare.

'Plus... I looked HOOOT (if i may say so myself, winkwink). I went a Moulin Rouge cabaret girl.

Pics to come soon! Peace out!

Yes Yes and yes!

It is finally here, the much hyped, much awaited movie, 'Factory Girl'!
Had watched the trailer about 2 months ago, and while I do not like sienna miller all that much, the late Andy Warhol (who had probably single handedly brought about the pop art revolution) and iconic (albeit tragic ) socialite Edie Sedgwick had caused waves in the entertainment scene during the late 60s.

A match made in glam heaven or just a disaster waiting to happen?

Go catch the show guys, I'm not even going to spoil the synopsis for you. ^^

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I'm needing a job now, but....so bloody sian to work. To cut a long story short, persistent job agents are running my temper short. Can you believe that they had the nerve to call me at 8 plus in the morning?!

Not only that, they kinda told me to my face, that I'm kinda at a disadvantage when looking for jobs because my diploma is from a private University, MDIS. All I can say is:

WTF.
Honestly, how does a diploma in a non-government discipline make me any different from others?

I mean, think about it. Annabelle Chong came from a recognized University, and look how she turned out. And not too long back, we have heard glorious tales of normal academic and normal technical students scoring straight As for their cambridge O's, splashed over the front pages of local papers.

If that isn't the purest example of 'it-isn't-the-goddamn-school-that-maketh-the-student', then I dunno what is. -_-

"I love you...
I have loved you all along
And I miss you...
Been far away for far too long

I keep dreaming you'll be with me
and you'll never go,
Stop breathing if
I don't see you anymore...

On my knees, I'll ask,
Last chance for one last dance
'Cause with you, I'd withstand
All of hell to hold your hand

I'd give it all ,I'd give for us
Give anything but I won't give up
'Cause you know...

That I love you,
I love you all along
And I'll forgive you
For being away for far too long."

Darling, I miss u.
But we'll tide through this, together.

simply because..I love you.

Today I was asked why is my blog in a state of stagnancy for the longest time, and so here I am.
Didn't think that anyone still reads it, but kinda flattered when I find out that some of you guys still do.
So...*coughthankscough*. :P

Been busy with my TV production internship for the last few months, and while like most of my other jobs, it did have its ups and downs (abyss, really).
It's really because of great collaugues like Jessie, Yilin and Sue that really make my day, and the mundane-ness of administrative work feel a little lesser.

Working with the kids were fun too, except sometime when its gets out of hand...you kinda just wanna throw 'em little buggers outta the window.

But I couldn't have asked for a better opportunity to learn more about the vast industry of the media. I adore my directors and kinda feel bad since they're always so forgiving to my all-too-often cockups.
Sigh....*dun even ask*.

And on top of that, my baby had officially left me to become a man (read: army, NS)on Thursday, 13/9/2007. Along with my best friend,can you BELIEVE that? Double whammy la!

So I guess I'm what they call an 'NS widow' at the moment.
Not meaning to sound overly-needy/sickeningly love-sick...but I miss him soooo very much. The lonliness can be too much sometimes, and not hearing his voice as and when I wanted (like before) make me learn to treasure his presence so much more. I guess we are both learning how to cherish the far and little free time we have for each other so much more.

I'm sure we will work it out at the very end. No tragic endings for this one! Gan Batte!
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Ok few short note of randomness since Im lazy:
-Yes my dear April... will upload ye DAMNED pics very soon.
-I want to go do some retail therapy...been sooooooo repressed.??!!!



-AND OMG. talk about a bolt out of the blue....SHERRY ONG has a blog now?!
lol babe, its been long overdued.