I've never steal anybody's LV bag, foookkkkeeerr!

I don't even like LV bags!

Guy from Lukoil, you watch out.

YOU WATCH OUT!

Santa aint giving you any presents this year.

After brainstorming for ideas, searching images, going through the wardrobe in the studio, sit down and discuss with the photographer and makeup artist.

After sitting in explaining the concepts, running up and down the stairs trying to juggle my coordinations, checking the raw pictures after every shot.

After nagging Gary for editing, touching up and fretting which picture should be headshot.

After calls and sms-es to remind training sessions, adjusting the mistakes and wasting afternoons after afternoons correcting the same mistakes.

After pushing real hard, trying to convince clients that yes, she is ready, he is ready, give them a chance, and then bombing them calls again, yes, you are ready, go and try again for the casting.

Then.

Then, they fly. Without a word of thanks.

Then, they soar to somebody else' arms. And spitting saliva back at us.

Styling, directing, training. I'm not paid for all these, you know?

I'm disheartened, sometimes.

Me and my handphones, a hate and need relationship.

I dislike picking up calls on either my personal phone or company phone, dislike way it vibrates when its on silent, dislike the stress that crawls down my neck when I see missed calls.

And yet, I can't leave it in the office like Giena and Dav. I tried to follow suit once, and spent my entire night thinking of the possible missed calls and un-reverted messages.

Urgh.

Miss Koh is finally out with her story and we have came to an agreement that this shall not be mentioned in full details to anybody.

Very interesting story.

I started reading Twilight, chinese translated version. Couldn't find the English copy in the library. I was expecting flying vampires and bloodsucking excitement, but to my surprise, at Chapter 6 I'm still reading romance. Detailed romance.

Thats not what I want to read!

After reading through the Forums about our agency, with everyone still ranting about our scouter team in town, about portfolio fees and about any tomdickorharry can be models "MEH?", I've just one thing to say.

ORDINARY LOOKING PEOPLE CAN REALLY EARN BIG BUCKS cos the biggest pie is in commercial market. For those that can't apprehend this fact, do some homework before you start blabbering.

Empty vessels make the most noise.

One out of a thousand days I randomly decided to dress down.

Everytime I wear like shit, somebody up there sure gotta plan something corporate for me.

And thanks to that somebody up there, I did my makeup within 5 minutes on a cab and had to bear with the unfriendly stares from clients. Thank you, Bonita, you're such a fashionable assinthebrain.

I'd rather look wierd, quirky, eccentric, unbalanced, unjustified.

You saw it coming, but you'd rather bang into it anyway. In times like this, you've always chose to face the truth yet hide from the consequences. I've never understand why.

When we fall, see the blood ooze out, cry and shout for help, wait for somebody to apply ointment, cover it up with plaster, and eventually, time heals the wound. Sometimes it leaves a scar, sometimes it doesn't.

But I see you fall, again and again, you're almost a master in falling.

Its high time to learn first aid, darling.

Needless to say, I'm just a call away *v*

I am going out so much with my sister, I'm getting sick of going out. Drained! I'm drained! Pockets burnt too.

She sensed it. The growling beneath the loud distractions, the silence that drowns in everytime she appears, the unspoken retorts that were betrayed by the look in our eyes.

Sometime I do pity her. Running around, doing so much work, burning candles at both ends yet earning nobody's respect. What for?

You may have a million of wonderful ideas, a great sense of business, but you forgot one thing --- you are working with Humans.

Argentina must have been poisoned with walksleepingdead powder, thats why they are not moving.

Was @ Mushroom Cafe @ Bt Timah, the past few trips we've been there, it was always empty. Damn it, everyone had the same thought, it was full to the max. We had standing seats on the price of 2 coronas, somebody had the last Tiger.

That somebody that had the last Tiger, I wish that your beer belly grows bigger than Alex Lee. Bleah!

Feets doesn't feel like ours anymore, phone flat, tired and with Argentina losing 1 to Germany

I can't stand seeing the Germans winning to match too, me and Divina left when the score was 3-0.

10 minutes later, 4 nil.

I can't think of any other reasons why the players are not even running faster to intercept balls, or why are they not budging when the ball fly towards them, or WHY darling goalkeeper always duck below to avoid the ball. He must have been stupified.

I'm stretching my body, its coming to the end of World Cup, open arms to Harry Potter soon!