Wokay, so I have had two cancellations... no I think 3 cancellations tonight and I'm all alone o.o This is what happens when work > outside life. Oh well. On the BRIGHT SIDE, or not... I need blinkers for my wandering eye. I think I have shopped more in this month than I have in the last... idk. Period of my holidays. Not that I'm fully complaining.. it's just my bank account can't really handle the strain.

These are my newest babies, I spotted them at bugis street (yeah I know, so unlikely), and went OYOY They are comfy like you wouldn't imagine and the leather (PVC?) is so soft.

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A shot in black and white cos it's black and my colour shots with the Blackberry are pretty awful.

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Here are the ribbons I got at RIBBON HEAVENNN down at Arab Street. The place has EVERYTHING, including like feather boas and... tissue wrapping paper and yards and YARDS of ribbon. These were all I could afford at the time, because I only bring out about $10 when I go out sourcing for stuff. I'm not sure what I'm going to do yet with these babies but I sense projects coming up.

Also, I just realised that Catalog has just started a new section called D.I.Y where we feature handicrafts like collar pieces and fabric bangles... things you can make yourself at home. Another sign that this job was made for me. On that note however, I am constantly forced to choose between work and outside life and somehow work always wins. All that's on my mind these days are: How can I make Adele see that I am awesome and I should be hired as a full timer! :\ It's like acres of difference between me working at Wouter and me working at Catalog. Everything just seems so awesome. Even the smell of the place agrees with me.

I try to console myself sometimes, "You can go work at other magazines.." Then I ask myself which, and I come up with nothing. Hahaha. No other company can balance the huge and the small as well as Catalog. That said, go to the website or facebook and be a fan.

www.catalogmagazine.com
www.facebook.com/catalogmagazine


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Just a short entry before I head out; regarding work and everything else.

I realise Catalog is spoiling me faster than yoghurt on a hot day. When I think about what a Nine West launch or a FCUK show would mean to me before this internship, I kind of reel from the difference 2 weeks make. Two weeks ago, I would've been thrilled at the idea of even attending functions like these, and revel in the cheap thrills that are the freebies. But now, I get pissed off at why I don't get free shoes, (that fact is still irking me, even though officially i'm not entitled to them) and FCUK actually brought me a sense of dread seeing as how I was supposed to be there at 845am.

Things that have changed perspectives:

Reaching work at 1030
Before: OMG YEAHHH
Now: :) still yay, though I forsee a "oh that's normal" in the near future

Shopping
Before: THAT IS SO NOT A JOB
Now: Ah, okay. Let's go. ...(dammit better not get backache again)

Nine west launch
Before: Oh yay cooolnesss
Now: WHERE ARE MY FREE SHOES DAMMIT?

Photoshoot
Before: OMG THIS IS MY JOB LOL SO COOL
Now: -is all business like- "So what's the next outfit change?"

Box of Inovi cosmetics on my desk
Before: WHAT IS THAT OMG IS THAT MINE WHEE
Now: What is that doing on my desk?

Bahahahaha. Well at least I am relaxing a whole lot more at work, and I'm seriously enjoying it. Love being in the magazine industry, and I love being in Catalog, where everything is a perk. I hope this stint continues, and I hope to be here for much longer than 5 months. :)

Also, instead of free shoes, I got a nine west gold lame binder notebook, which is kind of hideous, which, at the same time appeals to my tranny tendencies so I'm not sure whether I'm liking it or not.

I hope I'm not getting too jaded too fast because being at work now is like a neverending surprise for me. I dread missing a minute because every minute counts; it's like a dream come veryvery true. In addition to everything that's been going on, I was also in Urban yesterday because of Ade and her Shu Uemura competition!! Grats to Ade and her supertastic makeup skills. You're at the same league as people who fly to France to do shoots!! Hahaha. My life seems to be taking a turn for the fabuloussssss, I'm not sure if I'll be happy anywhere but here.

This holds the same for my feel for Biopolis, where I loved the smell of the lab. I love the woody smell of the office, and the dim lighting that is suitable for vampires like myself :)

Thanks Adele, I really love it when you turn off the harsh fluorescence and bring on the cosy lighting. And even though you will never see this, you are an awesome boss, a great editor, an even awesomer colleague and I will remember this for the rest of my life.

Psst: Although I'm already jaded of sorts, I did get a slight jizz to find "Your exclusive invite to our Topshop Topman ION Orchard Fashion Party" in my mail ^_^

Okay now off to my colleague's housewarming party. Ta!

P.S. Kudos to Kor again for my iPod touch. I always think of you when I use it. .... smart move there. It has also helped me a million dozen times and not to mention that I would have felt more out of place at the office if I didn't have one. But really, you're a Godsend and so is it.

Those of you who are close to me, you may have recently found out that I have a newly acquired TOY!! (See above) that has been given to me by my Kor, (one and only non blood related friend I deem fit enough to call my sibling) Colin Wong Hong An (WHA for short) for my 21st birthday.

I have probably been overworking it and downloading all sorts of useless apps and watching videos and doing crap like logging on to Tweetdeck on it while my laptop is open JUST BECAUSE I CAN.

So I owe this entry to my magnificent piece of machinery.

1) It's Apple
2) It's a mini computer that plays VIDEOS
3) It has a long battery life that is fully awesome
4) FUN FOR THE WHOLE FAMILYYY because it has apps even roy's mum can play
5) It has BUS GUIDES
6) It has one of the world's most POWERFUL touch screens
7) You can use it to distract people while you're carrying out your ulterior motive (ie getting away from creepy guy)
8) It has a very good mail function which I LOVE, if only I had this instead of buying my xperia which is TOTES not user friendly at alllll
9) TWEETDECKK
10) Forex On the Go (for roy, so that he doesn't always need to rush home to caress his charts)

The only pet peeve I have about it is the touch screen keyboard which is KIND OF A BITCH, but it's okay, all things considered, it needs to have a flaw.

Also, a heads up for everyone I'll be starting work soon at Catalog Magazine on the 22nd of September so if anyone has a spare lunch hour around River Valley, you know I'll be free.*



*Offer only valid for non-creepy persons

Desperation also includes cropping a group shot of you and me imagining of a future that will never be.

I tried not to be nasty, but it seems as if I only have two extremes: to be a complete bitch or to be a complete sweetheart whom you just can't help but like. I also don't want to be presumptuous, but there comes a time when denial stares you in the face like school on a Monday.

There are just too many hints thrown at your face that your intelligence feels insulted because he thinks you apparently ~do not get it~ when you're happily attached, to SOMEONE ELSE.

Sometimes being dense has its privileges because then you can claim ignorance to the signs around you. You would think having a boyfriend buys you some sort of immunity against random guys who try to hit you up, but no, the sg breed is kind of resistant against that strain. Did I just make scientific sense?

The reason why I'm feeling so fervently about this again is because the number of hits has significantly increased since I've become happier due to the absence of worry, thus I suppose I seem brighter to the world and boys find that more appealing than my bitchface.

That was a bad sentence structure but idgaf ('I don't give a fuck' to the uninitiated) since I'm all tired out from traipsing around Chinesetown today looking for fabric. On the up side, I have completed my fabric shopping, gone to the tailor's, and made a pouch for my new ~*iPod Touch*~ that I will write about another time.

Hint: It was given to me as a 21st birthday present from a guy
Double hint: He's not creepy
Triple hint: His name starts with a Cor and ends with a lin.
Answer: I LOVE YOU KORKOR! ^_^

How's that for subtle?

I need to pen this down before anything else happens.

I woke up, sun's streaming through the window. I think, oh no, motherrrfucker! I overslept. Wait, that looks like afternoon sun. How much did I oversleep by? I am afraid to check my phone. 13:40. 16 missed calls, 14 messages. I crumble. How the fuck?? I don't even... I see $10 on my side table. What the fuck? I only do that when I call Mac Delivery. Unless my mum decides to give me money... but she always leaves it on the table with the flowers. No, this is my money. I check my phone log. Macs, 67773777, 2:30, 3 minutes. I freak out. WHAT?? I check my missed calls log, Jarrel,JarrelJarrelJarrelJarrelAmirul
AmirulAmirulNieNie(omfgnie) and a buncha unknown numbers. That must have been them then. I hope they didn't ring the doorbell to wake my parents up. I try to fill in the blanks of what happened between McD's till now. I find eclipse next to me. Right, so I read eclipse before whatever happened. So what happened? I read eclipse, and then what? I can't have fallen asleep cos my sleep isn't that deep when I am on valium and I didn't take any valium prior. I notice a pain at the back of my head. I lay on my phone charger all night long. Da fuck? I feel weak. Like I just knocked myself out with 30 mg of valium. Did I black out?

That's the only plausible answer I can think of now, but it's freaking me out because I feel as if I've been date raped, without the date and the rape. Hahaha jarrel just tweeted what I just typed.


edit: Also, the lights were on. My mum would've yelled at me first chance she got if she turned them off for me. Who turned them off?

I need to get out now, and maybe I'll remember what happened.

Ooookay. I've been getting a fair amount of requests as to what I want for my birthday, and someone suggested I put up a wishlist. Thing is, this is one year I'm actually holding a party and one year I can't really think of anything specific of what I want. NOT that you have to bring anything from this list, just for the people who want to :D

(in NO order of importance)

1) Dubonnet MAC lipstick (for the uninitiated, just tell the makeup artist the name hahahaha) THANK YOU DOOT!! (daniel) <3<3
2) Muji Oil based makeup remover
3) Craft wire (any colour, any thickness, for jewellery!!)
4) Jewellery making tools (pliers, clasps, jump rings)
5) Swarovski (note the bold) crystals, be it the small, hotfix ones, or the large dangly ones, or the ones you stick on your handphone, I don't really care! I'm a magpie and I love crystals and I see a urgent need for them in future.
6) Topshop 80 denier FULL LENGTH stockings (black)
7) Goldensoft Lip Gelee from MAC cosmetics much love NIEEEEEE <3<3
8) Random charms for jewellery making (the randomer the better)
9) Blacktrack Fluidline from MAC cosmetics
10) Industry Powerpoint from MAC cosmetics
11) Godric from True Blood. I want the real one kthx. No need gift wrap. :P
12) Food. Need to gain weight. Snacks preferably. :D:D


:D

On a separate note, ALTA MODA!!! :D :D :D

 I... really... kind of miss the rink. I just want to run for the first time in a long time, and just go fast. I know dance is my true calling, but somehow I feel as if God made me go into ISAN for a reason, maybe cos it wasn't my time yet. And I'm thankful for that, now more than EVER, because DS is a bit... dysfunctional. 

Lord knows what will happen to me had I joined at from the very beginning. Yeah, I'd be more of a dancer than I am now, but I don't think I would be as happy. Dancesport + MCM = poisonous combination. I know it's only been a semester, but somehow it doesn't seem as if it's as much of a family than ISAN was. <3 Macy, Olivia, Benny, Derek, Theodore, Jeff, Nikomomo, Condrey.... Even the ones who I never liked, I miss them in a way. 

In a way, I'm building a different family, starting up again, from third year. Somehow, I feel protected from all the hostility I would've been exposed to had I joined in Year 1. The freshmen seem a little... less horrible then the seniors and after being a year 1 twice, I still look as if I am a year 1. Which quite works in my favour. I'm... writing this entry in response to how tired I am of life and how I am in need of serious change.

So, wow. Eventful week. Just a bit more makeup, prettier and equally dramatic co-stars, I'd totally knock Gossip Girl as top show in the world. .................k no because GG is full of win and I'm just currently, full of lose.


There was a slight gliimmer of a chance of me going to uni and now all that was shot to hell. Thanks, assholes. It's now escalated to the point where parents = laundry person/atm and that is it. I no longer feel any shard of love for them, and now, no respect either.

I'm not ashamed to say this because, seriously, what's the point? It's not as if they play actual roles as parents anyway. I turned out so fucked up because they made me so. They're nice people, but not exactly parent material. They gave birth to me, but then they destroyed me. So, save yourself the trouble in your next life folks. Don't make another kid just to send it to a counsellor.

This time round it was different, mainly cos of the awesomeness drug ever, my lovely valium. I was just cbfed about the whole thing, as they would have liked me to be.

Okay so er, what actually happened was, that my mobile robotics lecturer called to ask why I wasn't in his class and my parents flipped and decided that since I'm so irresponsible about a module I'm not actually studying for, I shan't, and can't go to uni. So that's that. AWesomeshiz i know.

Oh well. I'll just go there on my own for a holiday I guess. Maybe move there in future so I won't have to be here to witness their funeral. Juvie I know cussing my parents to the death but I may actually mean it. Idk really, too much has happened to faze me much anymore.




Imagine, one engineering course and my future's fucked for mass comm. wtf? And once upon a time, I thought my parents were reasonable people.



N.B to future parents:
Don't raise your kids up hoping that they won't disappoint you, ever. Because when you give birth, you raise hell, and that's what you should expect, with moments of sunshine in between.

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( the inaugural photoshoot )
Chandelier



As a necklace: $14
As a pair of earrings: $22
As a one sided earring: $11

To be worn as either a necklace or as a pair of earrings. 

Chain is included, length is customizable
Recommended: choker length.

 

Measurements:

Full Pendant: 2 inches

 

Genuine Swarovski crystals, non tarnish wire and pearl beads were used

3 month warranty period, postage to be borne by buyer

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Wire jewellery

3x earrings
2x necklace
All Swarovski crystals and non-tarnish wire

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sry I HAD to do this. but AHAHAHAHAHAHA omg i had such bad taste T_T i liked hamburger faces!
btw: doesn't she look like those vampires with the sticker on the forehead? jiang shi? AHAHAHAH damn

so i was reading backposts of twilight on ontd and i found...

This.




HAHAHAHAHAHA and it's a real question too.

I can't believe that I lived through year 2.

It's been educational like I've never thought before, there is no explaining the amount of relief I feel right now
after living through the dreaded second year.

Tangibly I think I can say I've grown, the sight of orphaned words now scare the shit out of me and I don't think I wanna open Indesign for a while now. I can't say I did my best, but then again, given the circumstances, I can't say I did badly either.


I should be out celebrating right now, but instead I'm at home, nursing tired eyes. But to those who have made this year a bearable one, thank you:

Cheryl, Peixuan, Jarrel, Yantong, Rachael, Tanya, Nicholas.

Y'all are wonderful.

this was just brought to my attention.

http://iam-alicia.blogspot.com/


so I don't wear bebe tops, can't speak a lot of mandarin and don't camwhore like it's my last day on earth, but that girl could be (to someone who hasn't seen me in a long time and doesn't know me very well) my bloody twin.







look closely.


Creepy much?!?!?!!

Ever since I could remember, I always felt like I never belonged here, in Asia in SINGAPORE.

But despite that, I never could imagine a life overseas either. I'm not sure why that is, but after talking to Josh on my way back home, I think I know why now.



This place may have crappy ass weather, rude people (see: digress), no where to go except for town, people dressed AWFULLY (I saw a Chanel tudung today ahahahhahahaa), expensive cab fares and china/pinoy service staff, but if that is all true, why am I not itching to get out of this place?

I've been thinking a lot about going to Melbourne for uni, (quite pointless financially since I'll still have to spend 2+ years there) and just experiencing it. But along with that come SERIOUS reservations.

Like, how will I live with no one to wash my clothes?! (:P) What will I do if there's a cockroach!?!?! Who will I call if I'm scared at night? What will I do if I'm really really hungry at 3.45am? What if I need a hashbrown ASAP? Where will I get my kueh chap? Chicken rice! Sashimiiiii.... :( What will I cook? Will I die of scurvy? What if I reallyreallyreally miss Roy? What if I run out of money! (not that it matters shopping wise since all the shops close at FIVE PM.) What if I fall so ill and DIE???

and most importantly, WHERE WILL I SKATE?



This may all be just paranoia, but, ever since I could remember, I've never been the type who has to think so much about doing something. My personality revolves around impulsive decisions and wild notions. I'm always the one who loves venturing out of my comfort zone just to see if I can experience something different. When I felt the way I did, it seriously messed me up.


So I puzzled (for quite a while now) why I was so scared about going overseas to live. It may be all about independence, but somehow, I didn't think so! Then Josh told me something that struck, quite literally, home.

"I enjoy the freedom there, but somehow, I still prefer Singapore."


I was quite speechless for a moment; a million things were running through my head.

YOU CAN WEAR PEACOATS THERE!!
YOU CAN HAVE NICE WEATHER AND SCENERY!!
AERO BARS!!
PRETTY ANG MOHS!!
GOOD SERVICE!!
CUTE STUFF!!!

Why would you wanna come back!?!?

Then he said, "Despite everything, it's home."

Then it hit me; OH MY FUCK!? Is that it?! I might actually love this place??

It explains everything, though I'm still not sure why. Is it because of Roy? Is it because of all the laughs I get walking down the street? Is it because I stand out here?? Or maybe, it's because I had all my happiest moments here.

It's about 4am and I'm trying to comprehend why, after so long, I didn't realise why I never desired a life outside of this humid little dot of a country. Maybe I've gone mad. Or... maybe?

Just... maybe?










(Digress: this afternoon I was on the bus and this old lady was trying to push her way out off it; I was so annoyed I said to her "Hey auntie, chill okay? I'm getting off also." hahhahahaha She looked at me so strangely)

EDIT: I'm so sorry; this was supposed to be Jasmine Tye singing Wannabe.

I think this earns itself a proper post. I fell down laughing to this.

So I got this from Jarrel and thought it might be fun.

( Meme )

It's a bit early in the season (again) but I like to be ahead of time so for the first time in my life, I am making a New Year's Resolution which I'm determined to keep.


I figured, since my life is SO DAMN AWESOME, I should probably keep a record of it some way some how.

..and... after years of denying the inevitable, I have surrendered to the fact that pictures, graphics, photos tell the most.

So for the FIRST time in my HISTORY, my New Year's Resolution for 2009 will be to learn how to take good pictures and take them to document my life.



As a tantamount to how serious I am, I started this resolution in 2008 with a photoshoot with Ade (<3) today.


( and here is the verdict )
GROUP SHOTS

(sry guys if this is all against your will)



I can't decide which one I love more, but I guess I lean toward the mass photo, because I really do love you guys, and you are the best friends any one could ask for.

MERRY XMAS!


While I realise it's a little early in the month, I've decided to make a Christmas Wishlist to ease those who don't know what to get me for the snowy (rainy) holiday.

(in order of necessity)


1) Ang bao? (for my figure skating lessons) :P
2) SOCK DREAMS E GIFT CARD. (I need leggings and petticoat) Thank you AGAIN my baby. :D :D
3) Maybelline Volum' Express Turbo Boost Waterproof HYPERCURL mascara in BLACKBLACK (inexperienced do not attempt to purchase) THANKS ADE.
4) Contact lenses (coloured) Thanks nie heheheheehe!
5) A nice bracelet (I like the ones with the T-clasp closure)
6) Forever21 E-gift cert from F21.com / Victoria's Secret E-gift card from VS.com
7) M.A.C 239 brush THANK YOU ROY BABY!
8) PRETTY CHRIMBO DECORATIONS FROM NOVENA!!!!