What I wore today:


.White tee(HK)
.Vest (Iloveeverything)
.Floral slacks (HK)


Back in office for awhile to send files to client, I think its high time I get a laptop and an internet connection at home. Ninety-third time that I mentioned this. Urgh.

I'm quite excited about the way fashion is progressing in Singapore. Years back when I just came, it was This Fashion monopolizing the entire teenage girl market. Then Jynco and whats that Ah beng tee shirt brand............NO RULEZ or something? 77th street used to be worst than now, if its not bad enough already.

What I wanted to talk about is Uniqlo. Don't yawn!

Their famous skinny jeans, at the price of $69.90, is a must-buy --- as mentioned on many many many maaaaannnnyy magazines. I'm not really interested in their basics(okay besides the jeans...its so cheap!)....no matter how many colours they have, thank you. I might eat my words 2 years down the road when I'm step into the mature line, but seriously, basics are just basics, what's so fascinating about it?

And excuse me, minimalism and basics are two different thing, PLEASE. I had a heated arguement with somebody recently with regards to this...its a fulstop to that conversation already cos we almost resulted to pulling each others hair, ahem. I'll say Muji lies somewhere in between SOMETIMES but hello, GAP is not minimalism you idiot!

Okay fulstop. Shusssshh!

What I wore today:


.Leopard prints jacket (HK)
.Beige tank top (Topshop)
.Brown buckle belt (FarEast)
.Stockings(HK)


Being stressed up by one crazy project, its ~ taking ~ my~ breath~ away. Lin is going to Taipei for Namie's concert in June, I'm dying to go with her ----- I think I need a break. But then again, its time to work on Events again...and F1 is coming...and the ticket is SGD$225. I dont even dare to think about the cost on the air tickets and hotel stay.


I've been thinking about this guy alot recently. Havent been blogging much about this kinda relationships thingy cos I duno who's reading....but now I'm SURE that he's not a follower of this site, ahem, I've got plenty to say!










I'll talk about it another day.

Ha.

What I wore today:

.White teeshirt (HK)
.Floral Dress (Citiplaza)
.Belt (HK)
.Fake front (Imodels)

I'm trying hard not to take things to personally but then again, it wouldnt be me.

PS: Happy birthday to Kor and Dor! Muacks!

What I wore today:

Shout-out pink dress with all-day-easily-irritated-mood


The rest of the team moved in yesterday, and its the first day of operation with the full team. It sounds like an elephant stampede throughout the day, forgive me for complaining but it'll take some time getting used to this different environment. We've been so comfortable with the Dead Sea for the past three weeks............................

Can you keep a secret?

I cant.
If I trust somebody, I'll say whatever, on the basis if the person care to listen.


Can I keep a secret?

I can.
If you want me to. If I've promised to. If there's a need to.




So.
Dammit!
OUT WITH YOUR SECRET!

I'm sure your cat will be safe in my bag.

When I first started blogging, I wrote everything. Everything and anything, and I dont care if anyone's reading.

Abit later, who and whether anyone is reading the blog starts to become an issue. I blog for the sake of them reading, I blog for the sake of keeping them reading my blog. I start posting pictures and re-designing my template to make it an interesting blog.

And abit more later, I started blogging in Newstation instead, because I care about those that read this blog. Blogspot become my tagboard of everyday happenings, Newstation's my beautiful secret garden, for me to bark my anger, to cry my woes, to shout my fears.

And now.

Blogging now takes me 2 hours instead of 30 minutes, because I'm filtering everything I wish to say. Thats why I hardly blog nowadays, its so tiring.

I cant biatch about friends, cos people I know are reading.

I cant biatch about work, cos I'm not sure who is reading.

This is so frustrating, I dont even know why I'm typing this. Urghz.

Woke up at 7am to give morning call, the two boys are ever-ready, already on the way. Perfect.

715: Its going to be a smooth ride, this shoot.

Fat hope.

1.5 hours before shoot commences, rcvd a SMS from one of the models to say that she's gonna drop out. Oh mannnnnnnnnnnnnn. We didnt manage to compromise to each other by 9am, hung up at 9am. One hour before calltime. I have an hour to get a similar looking girl and send her down to shoot with hair and makeup done and wardrobe packed.

One hour.

Its times like this when I really feel like breaking out of my position, curse and swear and whatever! I dont care! I'm quitting! I really hate it.


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Anyway, everything turns out fine afterall. Manage to get a really nice girl to help me out for this project, I'm really grateful.


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Anyway TWO, I just realised how no life I am becoming ever since we moved. Weekdays are basically Gym-days, and Weds reserved just in case the booker team are going for ladies nights, and the rest of the days are all OT OTOTOTOTOTOTs. Its a really comfortable place for OTs, like I've mentioned umpteenth time already, Gwen said that its going home to work, and going to work to home, if you know what she meant. Lol.

Parties are going slow these two months, and nope, we are not going to any social parties for the sake of socializing, though sometimes I think that we really need to pick up a skill or two from Wendy and Jasmine. The girls are pro-s in mixing ard and having fun and hanging with the people that bookers are running away from.....*v*

Birthdays are coming up soon, I better start saving up.

April - my sis ( can I just draw her a cake?) - lin - kor - dor - ching
May - San - wennie - dad - evelyn

And Huijuan's camera! Gosh gosh gosh.
PS:Buddha bless, I hope I didnt lost the Access card! It cost $200.......and I still owe my aunt bucks!


We've only hit the Gym three times and I'm loving the Track machine already. With the mp3 on in full blast, 25 minutes jog on the thing doesnt feel as tired as jogging in Sunset Way, dunno why.

A wishful calculation - If I can lose a kilo every week (frequenting the gym thrice), in two months time I'll be in perrrffeeect shape. *Fingers crossed*