This Is Not Just a Movie Review

Oh look, it's March. And I have just watched Valentine's Day.
How bawah tempurung can I get right?
I don't know why so many people hate on it. It was totally cheesy and predictable yes, but also very sweet. That's exactly like V-day itself isn't it? Well, cheesy sweetness is what I need right now. Watched it with my BFF and his BFF, which is the way rom-coms should be watched, if you ask me.

I was just going to write about the movie and then stop but when I opened my inbox like 5 minutes ago, I saw something that I knew I just had to share and I lazy wanna split into two separate posts. There was this heading;

E! News Asia Audition

and involuntarily, I was like !!!!!
and then inside it said;

It was a pleasure meeting you at the auditions. Thank you for coming.

You can see where this is heading right? No? OK, it continued,

But we're sorry that you have not been selected blah blah blah blah....

WAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Not like I expected to be the next Giuliana (actually I did). I already expected not to get but still, rejection emails are damn heart-breaking lor.

And my heart is not exactly in the best condition to be (further) broken lor now. How many times can it do that actually? Would it one day reach a limit and from that moment on, you'd feel nothing and just laugh at all the pain that comes your way?
Ah broken hearts. It's why I sometimes prefer bending over a dirty jamban puking so hard I'm shivering and breaking out in cold sweat with my stomach and head feeling like they're about to just explode rather than this. At least that, that is the pain you understand.

Throwing Your Guts Up

Today was hell.

I swear I am never, ever, ever, EVER gonna drink myself into that state again.

I mean, at the bar drinking alone on a Sunday night? What level of pathetic depression is that?

I was puking for an hour in the club. I was puking in class this morning. I was still puking at 3 p.m.

It was starting to feel more like food poisoning rather than the Mother of all Hangovers. Ugh.

At one point I didn't even know what I was vomiting, I hadn't eaten anything and it was red and black like, WTF is that? The lining of my stomach? Ewness.

I am definitely rehabbing myself for a while.

And oh btw, I'm back on the market, in case you were wondering.

Happy & Fat

Who knew CNY could be so exhausting?

I mean, there's basically nothing to do except eat and eat and eat from house to house. You go to like, 6 houses and eat 8 times a day. You just sit there and smile and answer the questions you've been answering for years,

Yes I'm doing mass comm. Uh huh, that's like media, communication, stuff like TV, radio, writing, magazines, advertising, PR bla bla bla. Nope not yet, graduating in another year plus. More bla blaaaa blaaaaaa.

That's all you do and yet every night by 11 p.m I'm already knackered. Like I could fall into bed and be dead to the world if I didn't make a conscious decision to stay awake. Every evening at around 4 p.m I start craving for a nap. Why?

Even when we did our open house, it's not like I had lots to do. I just sit and eat and talk to people I know. And OMG did I eat a lot. Turnout was great this year. Never saw the house this crowded. Wanted to take a pic of the buffet table cuz it all looks (and tastes) so YUM! but when I got back from picking Kenji up, there were guests crowding the table already and the food looked like it was gonna be a case of Tak Cukup. Of course it didn't la; we're still having it for like the 4th meal in a row.

And yeah, Kenji, as in Mak Cik Kenji Tan actually came to my open house. Got KL friend come bai nian leh, I feel so Wahhh! I thought no other friends were gonna come. Luckily around the end there got la a few and then we cabut to Melissa's place, as usual and stay there to gamble. Or in Jacqueline's case, earn extra income.

Two things I learned this year about gambling. First I suck. I suck hard. I've been gambling from the night of the Reunion Dinner till today, Day 3 and I've been losing non-stop. I bet so small you know, just 1 ringgit, but I don't even know how much I lost already. I don't wanna count! Second thing I learned is Edison Toh is the most.... entertaining dealer I have ever seen. He is hilarious! That is all I will say. LOL.

Anyways, CNY has made me soooo fucking bloated it's actually painful sometimes. Like, you have too much food inside you and it's hard to like, breathe. All my XS shirts are in danger of popping! Guess once I get back to KL I gotta go on the Anorexia Diet for like, 5 weeks to pass off as Skinny Bitch again ;D

Photoshop

Because most of my pictures are so damn fake, some people think that I'm totally pro at Photoshop. In fact, I use this very amateur, very basic, foolproof photo editor and am totally clueless when it comes Photoshop.

This semester I'm taking this Design class and since Photoshop is like this totally integral part of the design and publishing aspects of our mass comm career, there's no escaping it. So far, there's only one assignment so there's only one thing that we are taught. We have to change a B&W picture into a full-colored one. It's the only thing I know how to do using Photoshop so far, therefore I've been semi-abusing it, trying it out on all my current pics. LOL.

It's a bit like coloring with crayons, but in digital form. You have to do it small tiny part by part. Friggin' painstaking and time-consuming but I'm really, really proud of what I did tho.

This was what we were given to work with.


And here's the end result. Totally believable right? Just squint a little, and like, DON'T zoom in and it'll look fine :)

Update on My Totally Miserable Day

The shirt that I love so, sooooo much but which everybody told me not to buy because it will rip to pieces by the 5th wearing (yes it's that delicate), now has little holes in it. Today was the first time I wore it. FML.

Predictably in line with the pattern of my life today, I was late for work. I actually reached MV with like, 30 minutes to spare but it was congested as fuck around Midvalley. It took forever to get to Zone H, where I usually park and when I got there it was full. As in, a guard was standing outside blocking cars from going in kinda full. I had to make one big turn to get to another zone. It's like I spent more time circling MV than I did to get there from my house. And once I was inside the carpark, there were like 5oo cars zigzagging here and there, all looking for a spot. For every car that was leaving, there were already another 3 waiting at the sides. I parked somewhere totally illegal and prayed like hell I wouldn't get clamped. I was still late though. Just my luck that Mr-hey-I'm-your-supervisor-and-I'm-so-gangsta-you-betta-listen was conducting the briefing, and I was made an example of a bad employee who was late. Sue me bitch.

And I just deleted this whole thing again.

This is so depressing. I am going to the fridge for some good ol' pick-me-up ice cream.

Is this like, my quota of bad luck for this month? Does this mean that for tomorrow and the rest of the month, and February, and 2010 I will be absolutely charmed?

Sakit Hati!

I've been blogging so little nowadays. Today was the first time in a long time I've been so inspired to write here. I really, really needed an outlet to just WHINE.

I started off the morning with a loooong list of things to do. I had to send Jacqueline to the LRT station, then go to class, then go to Leisure Mall to get my dad's stuff then go pass it to him at Bukit Jalil then go to work.

And being the stupid party slut I am, I went to bed at 5 last night/this morning and almost didn't wake up this morning. I woke up with 30 minutes left to class and Jacq wasn't even awake. How to send her to the LRT and still make it in time for class? Halix offered to send her so I got ready. Usually for class I'm super selekeh all shorts and slippers and hair like shit but today because I had to go to work right after class, I needed to cantik a bit. And I managed to get school-AND-work-ready in less than 30 minutes, which mean I'm NOT late for my class. As I was rushing to college, I got a text. Saying class was canceled! WHATTHEFUCK. Wasted precious sleeping time and rushing around getting ready... for nothing. Sad case.

But never mind lor, it means I have more time to do the things that should be done. I go to Leisure Mall to get my dad's stuff and it's not the usual people in the store. The usual ones were always so nice and sweet and friendly. This bitch was downright rude and disrespectful. Just because I don't look like the typical taekwondo instructor who walks in the door. It's like she took one look at my skeleton tee and was like, "who are you? who's the instructor? what, what's his name??? what club you from? state?" Eh bitch please la, I don't need to take that attitude from you at 10 in the morning k.

And you know what, the delicious icing on the sweet sweet cake was that 45 minutes after my friend texted me about the cancelled class, she texted me again. She made a mistake. That was last week's notice. This week's class was still on. AAAHHHHHHHHH. I've missed two classes on a subject I'm totally clueless about. WTFWTFWTF. You know, in certain situations right, I'd prefer if information is withheld from me lor. Like, if I didn't know that the class was actually on instead of canceled, I wouldn't feel the many things I'm feeling right now. Like, guilt for missing it. Pek chek and Regret, also for missing it. Anger, at my friend for telling me the wrong thing. Then guilt, for feeling angry at my friend who's just being nice. Worry, whether am I gonna get barred or fail this subject because I've missed TWO classes. WORRY, if I fail WHAT WOULD MY PARENTS SAY? Dilemma, should I go for the last 45 minutes. OMG EXPLODE.

It's not even 12 yet and I'm already like, blasted with bad luck. I wonder what the rest of the day will bring. Oh God.
P.S. If I need any further proof that today is not my day, I just accidentally erased the paragraph above, the long one - and had to write the whole damn thing all over again. Seriously WTF.

Wheels: A Belated Welcome

Life's funny sometimes. And so are parents.

You can beg and plead, persuade and reason, argue and debate, with them for YEARS to get you something but if they don't want, memang they don't want.

Then all of a sudden, at a moment when you least expect it, when you are not even talking or thinking about it, when you not exactly don't want (how can you ever don't want??) but the crazy, unreasonable teenage yearning have dimmed a little, they just pop up with something like,

"Hey, we are getting you guys a car btw"

...................................

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am so speechlesshappy but I would have been so unbelievablycrazyhappy if this happened like, 3 years ago, but also very irresponsible I guess. I'm glad it's now. Jacqueline needs it more so it has been with her mostly but she's very nice. She lets me take it for the weekends, for long trips and she even sends me back all the time. I can now be the guy that can pick up my friends and send them back and stay out late and get tickets for speeding on the highway! Oh wait, oops.
Don't ask me why there's a picture of Howyee here. It's the pic that best shows the prettiness of the car! I helped chose the pink-grey color scheme. So schweet right? Howyee says it's very Victoria's Secret, and therefore all the posing heh heh. All the lebih, cute, girlish, pretty things and touches were later added on by Jacqueline =)

Back to School

Today I spent the first 2 and a half hour of my morning class (Yes I have class on Sat morning boooo) trying to figure out why the hell my lecturer looks sooo damn familiar. It seems like I know him from somewhere but I just can't place him. Then in the last 10 minutes of the class, I got it. He looks like Hagrid! Physically, with the hair and the beard, they look sooooooooo the same I don't know why I didn't get it sooner. But not just the looks lor, the voice AND the accent is like totally Hagrid! Even the way they teach also the same. Like, talk a bit and then get distracted and is like, talking to himself like that. Freaky! Though, now that Harry Potter and I got 0.25% similarity then maybe life won't be so dull. Or waitaminute, it might be even duller. Cuz my Hagrid, like all the other journalism lecturers in UCSI, only know how to talk politicspoliticsandpolitics. Yawn.

This week has been quite a productive week. I managed to tick off around half of the things on my to-do list. Granted, the list wasn't very long to start with, but it was major for me lor, the super procrastinator! The other half isn't done yet cuz it's the weekend now, so yeah I think I did pretty good for me. And I didn't miss a single class this week! Which is a big, big improvement cuz I missed 50% of the classes last week! It's not that I'm lazy or what, it's cuz I was still getting used to the student's timetable and waking up early in the morning. Of course, I actually woke up much earlier for work last couple months and I never reached late but dunno, with classes just no motivation to get out of bed la. It's not like you get your salary cut if you're late. You can just get the notes from the photocopy shop or your friends then just catch up on your own.

Oh My Look at the Length of This!

So I was thinking, it's my first post of 2010; maybe I should make more of an effort because these beginning-of-the-year / year-end ramblings and thoughts are usually a little more profound/deep/meaningful?

I didn't mean to end the sentence as a question but my writing skills are totally failing me and I can't think of a right way to finish the thought (heee luckily I'm taking writing skills class this semester) so I thought maybe a question mark would do for now.

And I was thinking and thinking like why, what is it about year-ends and new-years that make people wanna think deep thoughts about how their year has been, what have they achieved, how they could have been better, etc etc etc? Cuz that is so totally Not Me.

Maybe I'm not at the right age to be reflecting on Life just yet. Though you do see some 17 and 18 year-olds who are very mature and like they know what exactly they want and where they are. So maybe I'm just bloody immature and shortsighted.

Yeah, Whatever. All I can say for 2009 is that it went by really, really FAST. And it's not in the way where it feels as though time flies because I was very busy or doing Very Important Things. In fact, it might be the exact opposite. The year just passed by in a haze of like, nothingness.

Like, oh there goes April, and May, and June... What? It's November already? Funny, feels like I haven't done anything at all lah this year. Ya know? That kinda feeling?

In fact, the only month that felt like it had any significance to me was October. Apart from my birthday month la of course. That one is significant because it serves as reassurance for me that people really care and love me enough to spend time and money to celebrate the fact that I was born. Yeah, I'm really shallow/insecure like that :p

So yeah, October. It was the one month where I did several things that I always said I wanted to do but never did/things I only thought about but never took a proactive step towards/things that are New. You get the idea. So the first one was I got a Job. Clap clap, old news by now. Every sem break I say I'm gonna get a job, I'm gonna get a job but this time I really did. To those who laughed and said I couldn't last one week before being fired for giving customers Attitude, HAR HAR HAR. I knew I could do it :)

The second one was going for the 8tv Quickie host search. Which doesn't seem that big of a deal considering that I got nowhere but still! It was a major step on my part, especially taking into account my HUGE self esteem issues! Usually I'd be like, he auditioned for a reality show!? Isn't that a little attentionfamewhoredesperate? But what to do, when you wanna be famous, you gotta be desperate! And I Wanna Be Famous! I AM Desperate!! Ha kidding. Sort of. I mean like, talking is something I know I can do unlike, singing for example. Heehee. So Why Not? You never know till you try, right? Maybe if I wasn't so gelabah I'd be all up in your TV right now! LOL. So yeah, this year I been telling everyone that I'mma go all out attentionfamewhore cuz I wanna be famous before I'm 21. Yeah right, famous in 3 months. Good luck with that. A bitch can dream though riiighht?

The last one was the most unexpected. Me, commercial, okaybye. You know what, I think if any of my friends are down, I just need to play this video and when my fat face shows up on screen, they be smiling again.

P.S I can't believe I cannot escape from the word 'whatever'. I was trying so hard to write something that was bimbo-free, something that would make people go, wah I can't believe he wrote something like this but aiyah whatever lah! This is me, no use changing this and that just cuz it's 2010 :D

The Last Day

My employment at Topshop Midvalley has tentatively ended, TODAY!

That sentence sounds like I'm saying it very happily, but I'm not. Damn tak sampai hati laaaa :(

I know, 2 months is only 60 days and you're just a promoter, get over it.

But I'm starting to miss my friends there already! I don't really miss the job itself but it's such a happy place and they're all so fun people! It feels like I baru only get to know them and wanna close to them and then... now I have to leave.

And ya, there's facebook and text messages and Midvalley's so close and you're always at Topshop anyways so we'll all keep in touch, but things won't be the same one lor when you're no longer spending 8 hours a day with them day in day out.

Over the past 2 months, they've been not only my rakan sekerja but also teman for everything, especially gossip. There's always someone to go to for whatever you wanna bitch about; customers, colleagues, clothes, college, BFs, BFFs etc.

It's so bittersweet when we're all busy taking pics at closing and they tell you things like,

"we're gonna miss you so much laaaa'

"surely gonna be boring when you're not around anymore"

"you dah takde, tak sama dah"

"don't go laa, stay la few weeks lagi"

"owei you quit already, who am i going to talk to?"

"let's meet up sometime and go to chili's"

"let's go clubbing!"

"i'm gonna ask you to my birthday!"

"come to my wedding next year kay?"

"come and work part time when you're studying la"

"you're my best friend dekat shop"

BIG AWWWWWWWWW~~~~