damn . i just got into an accident. a rather major one. my new beautiful baby... BHT 7026... got rammed by another Blue Wira.. *sighs*. And i got stuck in the car cause the car door kinda like... .. got smashed in. luckilly... only my ankle suffered a slight gash.
suddenly, there were tons of guys around... and someone yanked the door out ler. .. ... .then the agents came out of nowhere and started pushing name cards at me. The person who banged me was fine.. just the corner of his car cacat a bit. but he admitted that it was his fault and seemed like a good soul. he stayed around until my car got towed away to the hospital.
I felt so lost. i called my mum minutes after the accident. and she arrived.. and those asshole agents kept bugging her and clouding her mind. then i snapped at them saying that I had their card already and i would call them when i do need their unwanted help. then i had snapped at my mum.. then she left. then my dad came.. all the way from port klang. then he tried to put things straight with his contacts.. which did not bloody hell do a good job of things - they abandoned me too. and then dad had to go back to office for a meeting.
went to the police station.. did the reports... the corporal seemed very snappy... i guess he's seen more crap and much worst cases.. so i guess this would be a breeze for him.
*sighs*.. I felt like crying. but my arrogance kept my tears at bay. barely a week old.. and this had to happen. Dad waxed the car on Saturday. and i just.. felt so so bad for getting myself into this mess. And the downpayment he had paid... but i'm thankful that i'm ok. cept for the mental state of mind... well... what better way to spend merdeka day at home recuperating from the shock.
william called when i was at the station. i felt a little better. but i didn't know what to say.. and i didn't know what he could have said to console me either. i guess i just needed someone. and all this happened, because i had to take a different route to collect an M&M's plaque.
i feel like crying again. I don't know why.
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Monday, August 22, 2005
mixed f.e.e.l.i.n.g.s
when I was just in secondary school, when people said that work was so much harder than studying, I scoffed at the thought. Nahhh.. I'll definately love work much more than this hell i have to go through everyday facing the teachers and more text books and more nonsensical copying of history notes from the board. But alas.. things have changed.
Today Sky and Steve started their first day at work. And they have been put under my charge. Steve, the super over enthusiatic young fella who wore a tie to work on his first day. and Sky.. the adorable young thing who ties his hair up into a ponytail whenever he's feeling girlish.. Hmm.. i wonder if i still have that post where he has smoke coming out from his head.
I have worked with Sky before and he's a fun doink to work with. Glad he gets along well with Evie.. Er... i don't think she has a choice cause she's sandwiched between Steve and Sky with the new revamped office layout.
About Steve... well.. i hope i can find lots of things for him to do. He seems to be someone who would crumple in a depressed heap if there were nothing left to do. He would do just fineeeee...
And then the Boss had decided to dish out his first fine for the MSN/Yahoo thingy chat programs to Evie today. Bad bad wolf. wai leng does go on msn sometimes too. well, i do go on msn the entire day too, but with the handy help from Messenger Plus.. nyehehehe. But yar. it's a shitty rule. ah well. at least we'll get some pisang goreng from the 'mamak tong' soon from evie. ;)
and when the boss had mentioned something about me looking over the creative part of the magazine... gah... evie is more experienced in the creatives side of the mag. why me la.
like i have so little things to do already. heh.
but wouldn't it be fun to just get out of the office and lepak around sungei wang to get a few photos and a few boutiques contacts for career write ups or for reviews... at least can go kai kai for a while.
yar. but then again, i guess brand consultants have to sit in the office to do their consulting. heh.
and yeah. i sold my Proton Saga for Rm 5,800. To get my new Wira Aeroback Special Edition thingy. I had that car for the past .. er... 5 years. I do remember there was once I had left a packet of chicken drumsticks from Giant in the boot of the car... for a few days. Yeah. you don't want to imagine the unholy stink of my car for the next few days.. Phhueeyy... Lalang all around my car also can die. not to mention the mosquitoes.. maybe they died of lung cancer or something.
Yeah... i had loads of memories in that car. the first few bumps .. injuries from 'underestimated' size of parking spaces and turning circumference.. yup yup... I think my bumper had flew off 4 feet into the air once when a 4WD scraped the side of my car. Got my first speeding ticket in that old junk. Heh.. Some malfunctioned speedo-gun maybe.
And yeah.. I will always remember the first time my car got towed away when i parked outside the vicinity of my college.
Nicky : Lynn... where the heck is your car?
Lynn : Whaddyaaa mean.. doink?.. forgot to bring your glasses today kar? it's there la the same place where I parked la. behind that lane there.. next to that spunky looking Alfa Romeo.
Nicky : Serious. The Alfa Romeo is there. The Proton Saga.. Nada. Zilch. eee-llekk..
Lynn : ... Pffttt... Come la. I show you.
.. .. .. .. .. ...
.. .. .. .. ... .
Lynn : Nicky. Where the heck is my car?
.. .. ... .. Yar... the question was answered after I had went to MPSJ, paid the bloody fine.. and took a cab to SS15 to get my poor car back.. Bloody biased tow-truck operators... preying on the poor and junky...
Yesssss.... my Saga. My good friend had joked saying that it was my BMW. 'Built for My Width'.. Yarrrrrrr...... i know laaa i had a big bum. But yeah... .. I still can not get that stink of the chicken out of my head.
Well... .. I had most of my 'firsts' in that Saga. hmmm... i had my first kiss in the Gen 2.. .. but still... I'm going to miss that BMW of mine. The Wira would be mine tomorrow. I hope it's not as cacat as I know it would be. Heh.
And Wednesday.. yar.. Ladies night at Carnegies again.. Whoo hoo!... hopefully this time Sky would COME and see the leng chais there. er.. not that much leng chai la.. only when me and Evie shake our bums bums then only got leng chais come yarrr??.. nyehehhe.. hmm... will plot to get Jade to come along too.. hmm. hmmm .. hmmmm....
And caroline... yar.. she has not been contacting me since that old sugar daddy of hers made a move onto my.. er.. hand. Hmm.. hmm... shall call her and ask if she wants to have a few shakes of the booty for old times sake. Heh. Maybe Elly and Jessie too.. Hmm.. hmm....
*wheels in brain creaking.. *..
Today Sky and Steve started their first day at work. And they have been put under my charge. Steve, the super over enthusiatic young fella who wore a tie to work on his first day. and Sky.. the adorable young thing who ties his hair up into a ponytail whenever he's feeling girlish.. Hmm.. i wonder if i still have that post where he has smoke coming out from his head.
I have worked with Sky before and he's a fun doink to work with. Glad he gets along well with Evie.. Er... i don't think she has a choice cause she's sandwiched between Steve and Sky with the new revamped office layout.
About Steve... well.. i hope i can find lots of things for him to do. He seems to be someone who would crumple in a depressed heap if there were nothing left to do. He would do just fineeeee...
And then the Boss had decided to dish out his first fine for the MSN/Yahoo thingy chat programs to Evie today. Bad bad wolf. wai leng does go on msn sometimes too. well, i do go on msn the entire day too, but with the handy help from Messenger Plus.. nyehehehe. But yar. it's a shitty rule. ah well. at least we'll get some pisang goreng from the 'mamak tong' soon from evie. ;)
and when the boss had mentioned something about me looking over the creative part of the magazine... gah... evie is more experienced in the creatives side of the mag. why me la.
like i have so little things to do already. heh.
but wouldn't it be fun to just get out of the office and lepak around sungei wang to get a few photos and a few boutiques contacts for career write ups or for reviews... at least can go kai kai for a while.
yar. but then again, i guess brand consultants have to sit in the office to do their consulting. heh.
and yeah. i sold my Proton Saga for Rm 5,800. To get my new Wira Aeroback Special Edition thingy. I had that car for the past .. er... 5 years. I do remember there was once I had left a packet of chicken drumsticks from Giant in the boot of the car... for a few days. Yeah. you don't want to imagine the unholy stink of my car for the next few days.. Phhueeyy... Lalang all around my car also can die. not to mention the mosquitoes.. maybe they died of lung cancer or something.
Yeah... i had loads of memories in that car. the first few bumps .. injuries from 'underestimated' size of parking spaces and turning circumference.. yup yup... I think my bumper had flew off 4 feet into the air once when a 4WD scraped the side of my car. Got my first speeding ticket in that old junk. Heh.. Some malfunctioned speedo-gun maybe.
And yeah.. I will always remember the first time my car got towed away when i parked outside the vicinity of my college.
Nicky : Lynn... where the heck is your car?
Lynn : Whaddyaaa mean.. doink?.. forgot to bring your glasses today kar? it's there la the same place where I parked la. behind that lane there.. next to that spunky looking Alfa Romeo.
Nicky : Serious. The Alfa Romeo is there. The Proton Saga.. Nada. Zilch. eee-llekk..
Lynn : ... Pffttt... Come la. I show you.
.. .. .. .. .. ...
.. .. .. .. ... .
Lynn : Nicky. Where the heck is my car?
.. .. ... .. Yar... the question was answered after I had went to MPSJ, paid the bloody fine.. and took a cab to SS15 to get my poor car back.. Bloody biased tow-truck operators... preying on the poor and junky...
Yesssss.... my Saga. My good friend had joked saying that it was my BMW. 'Built for My Width'.. Yarrrrrrr...... i know laaa i had a big bum. But yeah... .. I still can not get that stink of the chicken out of my head.
Well... .. I had most of my 'firsts' in that Saga. hmmm... i had my first kiss in the Gen 2.. .. but still... I'm going to miss that BMW of mine. The Wira would be mine tomorrow. I hope it's not as cacat as I know it would be. Heh.
And Wednesday.. yar.. Ladies night at Carnegies again.. Whoo hoo!... hopefully this time Sky would COME and see the leng chais there. er.. not that much leng chai la.. only when me and Evie shake our bums bums then only got leng chais come yarrr??.. nyehehhe.. hmm... will plot to get Jade to come along too.. hmm. hmmm .. hmmmm....
And caroline... yar.. she has not been contacting me since that old sugar daddy of hers made a move onto my.. er.. hand. Hmm.. hmm... shall call her and ask if she wants to have a few shakes of the booty for old times sake. Heh. Maybe Elly and Jessie too.. Hmm.. hmm....
*wheels in brain creaking.. *..
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Busy, Colourful l.i.f.e
Ahh.. It's Thursday again.. and it's freakin' cold and freezing. The air-con in this office is ABSURD!.. Either that or some nut case raised the temperature to 18 degrees celcius.. sampai the n*pples also painful..
*blinks*.. er..
...Anywayyyyyy... just completed a round of editing some photos after a mucking around session with some Top Man hats or Top Shop.. or.. whatever la..
*evelyn & jaaddeeehhh. Ah Sum and Ah Pek... AaaaAaaHAHAHAHAH... Kudos to Calvin (eve's loverboy)*
~an original p@ssion-@rt
*wai leng, looking like michael jackson's concubine.. nyehehehehehe*
~an original p@ssion-@rt
* mmeee!!!!! *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
Yes.... anyway... The hats are nice. and i think eve and jade look good together. they don't deserve the nick name by that notti boy yarrrr. nyehehehe. Duh calvin.. what were you thinking lerrrr???? now u have a bunch of girls wanting to chop u up.
I have... tons of things to do.. like some shitty videos for M&M's (AGAIN!).. Celcom.. I think. Then.. Nescafe... Gah. And then I just sent a load of Guitars for more of that silly souvenirs.
Hmmm... but I am so tired. I had a case of... 'god-dammned hole in f***king ceiling' for the past last week. Gah... yar. the ceiling panel of my room had flipped open for apparently no reason. The police went up there, the contractor, the brother.... the only person left to go up there is dato' mahathir to proclaim that there's a gay guy hiding in the water tank. (.. hmm.. a macho one i hope. hehe). Yar. and the damned thing flipped open twice. didn't get enough sleep... well... maybe the sleep was because i was.. er... out... of the house.. partying. Heh.
Last Wednesday, we went to carnegies. Had fun.. the girls and I. Carol had brought along her 'sugar daddy'. some old MD from an engineering company or something. Rudy.. or Mr Chin.. or... Knee.. or.. whatever. Well, at first he was a nice guy.. but the Monday after that (this week monday), he had reached across the table to hold my hand.. and i wasn't feeling too happy about it - especially when carol was sitting right next to me. I declined the offer to follow him to his car. (well, i should have taken up the offer to plant a dung bomb in there or something.. or even better (or.. equivalent.. heh) .. hide Mr Ribena man in the boot. Hmmmmm.... wonder if Mr Lee likes old men... )...
Then... er.. yar.. Me and Nicky went to the launch of Q Bar 2 at Sunway Pyramid. We had already went there on saturday (last week saturday.. man... i do have a lot of dates yarrr... ).. with his cool friends (Nicole, Vylene, Nicole's boyfriend - Joey, I think, carol, Freon, freon's toyboy - Joey too.. I think)... Well. the Joeys were boring guys, but Nicole and Vylene were cool. Suppoed to be the top sales people for their company.. or.. something. We had fun the first time at Q bar 2. i had to puke out some of my Chivas so that I could dance somemore. Heheh.
* the only picture out of 100 + shots taken that turned out the SHARPEST. sad yar - and i took this photo.. not nicky. and the sofa seems to be the main object of focus. of ALL things.. why not of my eye candy??? *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
The second time there wasn't too bad too. But eve and jadeh jjjuusstttt had to ffk me. haih. so bad ler they all. but anyhow, lesbians partners or none at all, i had fun with nicky... Weeell... he had fun with the camera.. and i had fun mingling with some of the boring crowd... whilst entertaining my drink. heh. free flow all night.. but i think i only had one bottle of beer.. and some.. brandy and coke - typical china man style. (i didn't know it was 'china man' style but the guy gynaecologist sitting beside me told me that.. ).
* the clearest photo of my eye candy. i was bugging nicky the ENTIRE night to get this photo. hehehehehe but not clear la. wasted *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
..I had some eye candy.. (luckilly!)... was bugging Nicky to try and get a clear shot of the hunk.. But nnooooo... nicky was more interested in trying to get a picture of a waitress at the bar. the photos turned out rather blurry... well, nicky ain't no professional.. and i guess it was rather dark.. and... colourful too.
* this poor girl and a few more other had to stand all night, adorned in sexy, silver.. ugly outfits.. body painted with gold. to pose as... er.. bowl holders. hehehe. *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
The music was good. The outer hall were playing my fave. R&B ler. With the beyonce and Pink and all that bum shaking stuff. The inner hall was mostly... chill out with a little trance?.. or.. some what like... cafe music. I got bored after they ran out of brandy an vodka, so we went to makan ikan bakar at SS15.
* unidentified lady... with... water and vodka. yarrr.. water!... the silly lady at the counter a bit deaf maybeee... *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
And then... for no reason, Nicky justttt had to tell me that he had slept with Vylene the previous Saturday cause he couldn't shut her up. LOL. it is hillarious really. I had never seen nicky so serious about shutting a girl up.
Nicky : Lynn.. you don't understand..
L : Narrrrrr... it couldn't have been THAT bad... she likes you!. Maybe you guys should go out together.
Nicky : DUH... it was BAD... !! Drunk, 3 hours of non-stop yapping... 3 HOURS i tell you!... I was going crazy!!.. She was talking about her job, the pillows, the sky.. the music.. the dripping sound in the roof... everything !! I tell you!... she yaps more than you do..!!!!! I don't want a girlfriend who yaps non-stop 24 hours at me!!
L : .. .... ... .. .. ... . Ohhhh like datt laaaa... i yappp a lot llaaarrr!!!
Nicky : .. .. . No larrrr...... not as bising as her la..... But one hour in exchange for 5 hours of peaceful sleep was... god damned worth it OK!..At least it shut her up... .. for good!... . At that time.. i was like.. . "Fuck it.... Screw her!!".
.. ... ... hehehehe... literally, it seems. Hm.. maybe if i started yapping non-stop for 3 hours in fornt of Pierce Brosnan... would he do the same?.. hmmm... hmmmmmmm....
*blinks*.. er..
...Anywayyyyyy... just completed a round of editing some photos after a mucking around session with some Top Man hats or Top Shop.. or.. whatever la..
*evelyn & jaaddeeehhh. Ah Sum and Ah Pek... AaaaAaaHAHAHAHAH... Kudos to Calvin (eve's loverboy)*
~an original p@ssion-@rt
*wai leng, looking like michael jackson's concubine.. nyehehehehehe*
~an original p@ssion-@rt
* mmeee!!!!! *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
Yes.... anyway... The hats are nice. and i think eve and jade look good together. they don't deserve the nick name by that notti boy yarrrr. nyehehehe. Duh calvin.. what were you thinking lerrrr???? now u have a bunch of girls wanting to chop u up.
I have... tons of things to do.. like some shitty videos for M&M's (AGAIN!).. Celcom.. I think. Then.. Nescafe... Gah. And then I just sent a load of Guitars for more of that silly souvenirs.
Hmmm... but I am so tired. I had a case of... 'god-dammned hole in f***king ceiling' for the past last week. Gah... yar. the ceiling panel of my room had flipped open for apparently no reason. The police went up there, the contractor, the brother.... the only person left to go up there is dato' mahathir to proclaim that there's a gay guy hiding in the water tank. (.. hmm.. a macho one i hope. hehe). Yar. and the damned thing flipped open twice. didn't get enough sleep... well... maybe the sleep was because i was.. er... out... of the house.. partying. Heh.
Last Wednesday, we went to carnegies. Had fun.. the girls and I. Carol had brought along her 'sugar daddy'. some old MD from an engineering company or something. Rudy.. or Mr Chin.. or... Knee.. or.. whatever. Well, at first he was a nice guy.. but the Monday after that (this week monday), he had reached across the table to hold my hand.. and i wasn't feeling too happy about it - especially when carol was sitting right next to me. I declined the offer to follow him to his car. (well, i should have taken up the offer to plant a dung bomb in there or something.. or even better (or.. equivalent.. heh) .. hide Mr Ribena man in the boot. Hmmmmm.... wonder if Mr Lee likes old men... )...
Then... er.. yar.. Me and Nicky went to the launch of Q Bar 2 at Sunway Pyramid. We had already went there on saturday (last week saturday.. man... i do have a lot of dates yarrr... ).. with his cool friends (Nicole, Vylene, Nicole's boyfriend - Joey, I think, carol, Freon, freon's toyboy - Joey too.. I think)... Well. the Joeys were boring guys, but Nicole and Vylene were cool. Suppoed to be the top sales people for their company.. or.. something. We had fun the first time at Q bar 2. i had to puke out some of my Chivas so that I could dance somemore. Heheh.
* the only picture out of 100 + shots taken that turned out the SHARPEST. sad yar - and i took this photo.. not nicky. and the sofa seems to be the main object of focus. of ALL things.. why not of my eye candy??? *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
The second time there wasn't too bad too. But eve and jadeh jjjuusstttt had to ffk me. haih. so bad ler they all. but anyhow, lesbians partners or none at all, i had fun with nicky... Weeell... he had fun with the camera.. and i had fun mingling with some of the boring crowd... whilst entertaining my drink. heh. free flow all night.. but i think i only had one bottle of beer.. and some.. brandy and coke - typical china man style. (i didn't know it was 'china man' style but the guy gynaecologist sitting beside me told me that.. ).
* the clearest photo of my eye candy. i was bugging nicky the ENTIRE night to get this photo. hehehehehe but not clear la. wasted *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
..I had some eye candy.. (luckilly!)... was bugging Nicky to try and get a clear shot of the hunk.. But nnooooo... nicky was more interested in trying to get a picture of a waitress at the bar. the photos turned out rather blurry... well, nicky ain't no professional.. and i guess it was rather dark.. and... colourful too.
* this poor girl and a few more other had to stand all night, adorned in sexy, silver.. ugly outfits.. body painted with gold. to pose as... er.. bowl holders. hehehe. *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
The music was good. The outer hall were playing my fave. R&B ler. With the beyonce and Pink and all that bum shaking stuff. The inner hall was mostly... chill out with a little trance?.. or.. some what like... cafe music. I got bored after they ran out of brandy an vodka, so we went to makan ikan bakar at SS15.
* unidentified lady... with... water and vodka. yarrr.. water!... the silly lady at the counter a bit deaf maybeee... *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
And then... for no reason, Nicky justttt had to tell me that he had slept with Vylene the previous Saturday cause he couldn't shut her up. LOL. it is hillarious really. I had never seen nicky so serious about shutting a girl up.
Nicky : Lynn.. you don't understand..
L : Narrrrrr... it couldn't have been THAT bad... she likes you!. Maybe you guys should go out together.
Nicky : DUH... it was BAD... !! Drunk, 3 hours of non-stop yapping... 3 HOURS i tell you!... I was going crazy!!.. She was talking about her job, the pillows, the sky.. the music.. the dripping sound in the roof... everything !! I tell you!... she yaps more than you do..!!!!! I don't want a girlfriend who yaps non-stop 24 hours at me!!
L : .. .... ... .. .. ... . Ohhhh like datt laaaa... i yappp a lot llaaarrr!!!
Nicky : .. .. . No larrrr...... not as bising as her la..... But one hour in exchange for 5 hours of peaceful sleep was... god damned worth it OK!..At least it shut her up... .. for good!... . At that time.. i was like.. . "Fuck it.... Screw her!!".
.. ... ... hehehehe... literally, it seems. Hm.. maybe if i started yapping non-stop for 3 hours in fornt of Pierce Brosnan... would he do the same?.. hmmm... hmmmmmmm....
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
't@i - t@i lok'
* Mr. Lee's relief for his 'frustrations' down 'you-know-where-la' *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
I had just arrived at the office after a brief lunch break. Munching on my tuna and sardine sandwich, Mr Lee was flipping through the MYC! August news magazine (Free copies distributed at all Starbucks and McDonald's outlets throughtout Malaysia ... - ceeehhh.. of course must advertise here a littleee bittt lerrr.. ) - and suddenly... ..
Mr. L : Hmm.. you-know-ar this Ma-rai-ah Carey.. I really like this Ma-rai-ah Carey, you know.
Lynn : *raised eyebrows* .. Errr.... hoo-kayy...
Mr. L : I like the girl big big wan... I really cannot tahan when I see this Ma-Rai-Ah Caree - ah... make me nervous only..
Lynn : *goosebumps* Errr.... but Mariah Carey quite skinny worrrr...
Mr. L : But no matter how skinny, she still big big wan..
Lynn : *blinks* .... Ooooohhhhhhh-kkkaayyy... 'there' big big wan laaaaa...
Eve : Cannot tahann arrr??
Mr. L : *eyes lighting up* Yaarrrrrrrr.... Make me excited only...
Eve : ... Haarrrrrr???
Lynn : .. ..... .... ... ... .... ....
Mr. L : I no need to say also you-know-where excited llaaaa harrrr....
Lynn : ....... .... ..... .... ...*mumbles*.. I don't wanna know, man.... Seriously...
Mr. L : .. .Lynn.... . How to say 'pei'-ar? I like the girl 'tai lok-lok' wan, you know..
Lynn : Errrrrr........ thigh ar?
Mr. L : Yarrr...!!.... I like the girl thigh big-big.... long-long wannn... 'tai-tai lok-lok' wann.
Lynn : .. ... ... ... .. .. Eve ar.. you heard ar?
Eve : ..... ... ... ... ... ... ..... .... ..
Lynn : ... I think we better fast fast go liposuction. For safety reasons.
Eve : Yar yar yar yar maaaannnnnn
.... ... ... ... Yarrrrrrrrrrrr man.. that was the spookiest thing I've ever heard .... .. ... ... really.. ew. There goes my libido.
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
B@ttle of the B@nds
As per request, a few pictures from the event. ;)
* the M&M's people. From left is Fui Ching (assistant brand manager), Hamka, Jason, Chiek Ming (brand manager.. she gave me a hug after the event.. awww.. ) then photogenic Wai Leng... (Lenggg lluuiii!!!) - all standing in front of a backdrop that took me at least 25+ rounds of amendments.. pffbttt*
~an original p@ssion-@rt
* Pocket Change lead singer in the striped tube with her keyboardist (on the right) - the leng 'chai' lui. not baddd... met her on the first day of auditions. pretty funkehh.. *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
* view of the one million dollar stage from behind Khalas @ Hassan and his sound machine *
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* Slyde @ Ah Kit posing for a Calvin Klein advert.. Woo hoo.. macho leng chai with.. er... tummy!.. !... where's the hipster briefs man??? Like the M&M's badge?.. Cute yar!... - he groovy ler.. gave me a shoulder massage somemore - free of charge he says. heh. *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
* Jason showing off the souvenir guitar (fresh from the workshop.. heh) and me *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
* Hassan @ Khalas (on the left) and... unidentified gila fella dancing to Pocket Change's version of Earth, Wind and Fire - September. *
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* group photo of Hodge Podge (winners of the best rendition of the M&M's song). From left is Andy from Altered Frequency (isn't he sooo adorable.. maybe i just like guys in shirts. hehe. )... er... unidentified band member.. all the way right to the girl in green, the lead singer. someone commented that she looked like a hot chick from the back but.. .. dunno look like what from the front. hehe. *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
* me and jade.. with my mummy's lucky draw prize. :) :) :) *
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* the M&M's people. From left is Fui Ching (assistant brand manager), Hamka, Jason, Chiek Ming (brand manager.. she gave me a hug after the event.. awww.. ) then photogenic Wai Leng... (Lenggg lluuiii!!!) - all standing in front of a backdrop that took me at least 25+ rounds of amendments.. pffbttt*
~an original p@ssion-@rt
* Pocket Change lead singer in the striped tube with her keyboardist (on the right) - the leng 'chai' lui. not baddd... met her on the first day of auditions. pretty funkehh.. *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
* view of the one million dollar stage from behind Khalas @ Hassan and his sound machine *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
* Slyde @ Ah Kit posing for a Calvin Klein advert.. Woo hoo.. macho leng chai with.. er... tummy!.. !... where's the hipster briefs man??? Like the M&M's badge?.. Cute yar!... - he groovy ler.. gave me a shoulder massage somemore - free of charge he says. heh. *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
* Jason showing off the souvenir guitar (fresh from the workshop.. heh) and me *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
* Hassan @ Khalas (on the left) and... unidentified gila fella dancing to Pocket Change's version of Earth, Wind and Fire - September. *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
* group photo of Hodge Podge (winners of the best rendition of the M&M's song). From left is Andy from Altered Frequency (isn't he sooo adorable.. maybe i just like guys in shirts. hehe. )... er... unidentified band member.. all the way right to the girl in green, the lead singer. someone commented that she looked like a hot chick from the back but.. .. dunno look like what from the front. hehe. *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
* me and jade.. with my mummy's lucky draw prize. :) :) :) *
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Monday, August 08, 2005
gil@ f.r.i.e.n.d.s
Ah.. Monday morning... I woke up with a fever.. and an itch in my throat. I thought I was going to come down with something bad, so.. i stayed in bed and ponteng for the morning. It wasn't a bad Monday Morning at work though. An interview with the cheong sam designer from ChinaTown Classic had been scheduled and since Jade had something to do, I decided to go and say Hi to my good ol' fashion show buddy.
* Feli in the flesh!.. She hated the look of the MYC! army cover girl.. hehehe...*
~an original p@ssion-@rt
Yes... as usual... she was waiting for me at Coffee Bean (.. the waiting.. not the venue. hehe) and we spent the afternoon lunch hour reminiscing about the times when we were organising fashion shows for our companies together. My ex-company (the name of the dirt bag company is not worth a presence on my prestiged blog.. nyehehe) were the sponsors for Chinatown Classic's cheong sam fashion shows. (thanks to my charm and my smart negotiating skills.. ;) ) And Felicity and I would spend half a day matching cheong sams and accessories and hats and bags and God knows what else. We would start the session with super hyped up creative juices in our brains.... and then 4 hours, 36 bags, 27 earrings, 5 chokers and 8 gordy looking hats later.. we couldn't be bothered whether the model would wear a lime green sarong with her wedding cheong sam with a red retro looking beach bag tied to her head.... But yess.... other than our boombastic fashion sense, we had lotsa fun.
*behold!... the junk from the inside of a designer hand bag!... worth 100 times more than the insides of my wallet!...*
~an original p@ssion-@rt
Yes... and the company owes me a caramel ice blended. But it was a good break. She was shy to pose for the fashion scoop though.. which Eve commented looked a bit cacat.
* designer chick from head to toe *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
Andddd.... i had to rush back to wait for that.. Khalas fella to give me back the 12 x 24 feet M&M's backdrop from the stage. Yarrrrrr... and Jason and Wai Leng said that Hamka (the stage manager) was very... 'matching' with me. Pffttt... give me Khalas.... erm... I mean.. ahem.. I mean my baby William any time, any day.
Anywayyyy.... Jason treated the interns to a buffet lunch last.. Saturday.. i think... or was it last last Saturday.?... anyway.. the entire office was invited. (duhhh... otherwise i whack him left, right, center and round and round) to the Saisaki buffet on the 2nd floor of my office building. RM49.90 per person for a good round of Japanese buffet lunch.
* the G@NG! - starting from bottom left to top left : Zi Sian, Sumi, Pat Yam, me, Eng Seen, Eric. From bottom right to top right : Jason, Wai Leng, Kok Lee, Jade, Eve.. and right at the end is Khew-khew!*
~an original p@ssion-@rt
And then all i had was a plate of... yummy .. gunk.
* MY FOOD..!!... Urm.. there's cod.. some.. sashimi - tuna and .. butter fish, I think. Er.. mushroom.. soft crabs... some.. unidentified.. mulch..*
~an original p@ssion-@rt
... and then a plate of yam and green tea ice-cream whilst taking random shots of the crew.
* hehehe.. Eng Seen looks like he just ate some wasabi.. *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
* the girls and I - hmm.... i seem to have bunny teeth.... *
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*Eng Seen, Eve & Ja-dehh.. looking all sober for once.. ;)*
~an original p@ssion-@rt
And the best shot was...
* go on Jason.. shove it into Mr Lee's mouth!!!! Mr Lee: 'No .. No.. No!!.. Anything but jelly!!!' *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
It was all a good event. :).. *stretches*... Ummmm....... now to go home.. and to kacau my little baby boy. Muahs Muahs.
* Feli in the flesh!.. She hated the look of the MYC! army cover girl.. hehehe...*
~an original p@ssion-@rt
Yes... as usual... she was waiting for me at Coffee Bean (.. the waiting.. not the venue. hehe) and we spent the afternoon lunch hour reminiscing about the times when we were organising fashion shows for our companies together. My ex-company (the name of the dirt bag company is not worth a presence on my prestiged blog.. nyehehe) were the sponsors for Chinatown Classic's cheong sam fashion shows. (thanks to my charm and my smart negotiating skills.. ;) ) And Felicity and I would spend half a day matching cheong sams and accessories and hats and bags and God knows what else. We would start the session with super hyped up creative juices in our brains.... and then 4 hours, 36 bags, 27 earrings, 5 chokers and 8 gordy looking hats later.. we couldn't be bothered whether the model would wear a lime green sarong with her wedding cheong sam with a red retro looking beach bag tied to her head.... But yess.... other than our boombastic fashion sense, we had lotsa fun.
*behold!... the junk from the inside of a designer hand bag!... worth 100 times more than the insides of my wallet!...*
~an original p@ssion-@rt
Yes... and the company owes me a caramel ice blended. But it was a good break. She was shy to pose for the fashion scoop though.. which Eve commented looked a bit cacat.
* designer chick from head to toe *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
Andddd.... i had to rush back to wait for that.. Khalas fella to give me back the 12 x 24 feet M&M's backdrop from the stage. Yarrrrrr... and Jason and Wai Leng said that Hamka (the stage manager) was very... 'matching' with me. Pffttt... give me Khalas.... erm... I mean.. ahem.. I mean my baby William any time, any day.
Anywayyyy.... Jason treated the interns to a buffet lunch last.. Saturday.. i think... or was it last last Saturday.?... anyway.. the entire office was invited. (duhhh... otherwise i whack him left, right, center and round and round) to the Saisaki buffet on the 2nd floor of my office building. RM49.90 per person for a good round of Japanese buffet lunch.
* the G@NG! - starting from bottom left to top left : Zi Sian, Sumi, Pat Yam, me, Eng Seen, Eric. From bottom right to top right : Jason, Wai Leng, Kok Lee, Jade, Eve.. and right at the end is Khew-khew!*
~an original p@ssion-@rt
And then all i had was a plate of... yummy .. gunk.
* MY FOOD..!!... Urm.. there's cod.. some.. sashimi - tuna and .. butter fish, I think. Er.. mushroom.. soft crabs... some.. unidentified.. mulch..*
~an original p@ssion-@rt
... and then a plate of yam and green tea ice-cream whilst taking random shots of the crew.
* hehehe.. Eng Seen looks like he just ate some wasabi.. *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
* the girls and I - hmm.... i seem to have bunny teeth.... *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
*Eng Seen, Eve & Ja-dehh.. looking all sober for once.. ;)*
~an original p@ssion-@rt
And the best shot was...
* go on Jason.. shove it into Mr Lee's mouth!!!! Mr Lee: 'No .. No.. No!!.. Anything but jelly!!!' *
~an original p@ssion-@rt
It was all a good event. :).. *stretches*... Ummmm....... now to go home.. and to kacau my little baby boy. Muahs Muahs.
Sunday, August 07, 2005
f@mily & sore t.o.e.s
finally. Battle of the Bloody Bands is over!... WOOHOOOO!!!!!... The crowd was.... 5 percent of what we had expected. Heh. (good.. more breathing space). But it was smoother than I had expected it to be. Except.. well.. the gift plaques arrived 5 hours before the event... with pixelated print of some M&M's characters (of which I am sick and tired of.. ) and i had rejected it on the spot and told the fella to come back with a very-much improved version of it or so-help-me-god i will shove all the M&M's that we have down his throat.
Well... that was solved.. pretty... well.. I guess. I kept my calm... i went home... got a super-duper-enhanced quality image file of the plaque, had a bath, complained to my baby boy for a while, sent off the cd to the fella.. and sped back to the event at 6pm.
Wai Leng was panicking her head off. I nearly lost my cool with her no matter how friendly we seem to be outsite working hours. I had all the chairs and barricades and whatever nots that needed to be set up for the evening event since morning 10am. The event was supposed to start at 730pm and the VIPs were supposed to come at 5pm. Well, I was cool.. i was calm... until she started shrieking and pointing at the chairs like some.. . machine gun gone amok.. at 1pm.... that i had to make sure that i arrange the chairs for the vips at some time or another. I couldn't make out a word she was saying but i knew it had something to do with the chairs and the VIP area. So, more to shut her up than to admit defeat, I asked Eng Seen to help me drag the chairs to the planned VIP area.. and then Wai Leng started shouting... "Har..?... not now!!!.... "... ...
.. ... ... ... and then i was like.. ... ... screw this. .. ... first my father screaming at me for something that I did not do.. and now some outsider screaming at me for something that I have already prepared to do. bullshit.
Yeah. So I practically just did my own job the entire day. My work was to coordinate the delivery of the chairs and what not, and to supervise the set up and what nots... but i don't think it's stated that i have to carry stuff around with someone pointing the finger at me. I didn't even bother when she called saying that there was no one to help her set up the VIP area when I was panicking about the bloody plaques. Well, she knows where the area is right? And it's pretty obvious that she knows where the chairs were... she's been pointing at them for them entire day. Pfft.
But we do work good as a team.. but i guess everyone was stressed out. even my own energy levels drained out after 2pm... i had stayed up till 230am the previous day cause I had to supervise the set up of the stage with Jason at Sunway Pyramid. everything went fine.. Hamka (the stage manager) is cool. And so was his team - man.. they were so efficient.
The bands were good.. but the ones who didn't win were very much disappointed. ah well.. there's always a next year.. and the event did give me an adrenaline rush... there were so many people to meet and so many... .. things happening at one time.. I can't stay quiet for long.. i get restless... and then my baby boy gets irritated.. heh.
Well... didn't really pay much attention to the songs really... I knew them by heart as I had heard them at the auditions and whatever... So i chilled out in front of haagen dazs.. with Khalas.. the Resource Manager of the stage thingy-majig.. Pretty interesting guy. Knew him for only... er... well.. basically, we weren't even introduced. heh. but we kind like caught each others glances throughout the setup and the event itself. It was 830pm when he borrowed my lighter and ordered some .. strawberry fizzy thingy for me so that we could just sit down... didn't speak much.. i was concentrating on resting my feet though. hehe. But i did make a friend... and I didn't even know his name.. not until i just rechecked his name card a few seconds ago. heh. After the event, we said we shook hands for.. 30 seconds.. he didn't want to let go.. said goodbye twice (cause he wanted another ciggie.. ) and then went our seperate ways. (mine.. to my home sweet BED)
That's how easy friends come and go. I guess you can't say the same for family members.
Now, my family.. is a messed up... twisted sorta... junk.. you have the mother who loved or loves her ex-husband - still goes melancholy and blames herself (and sometimes, the rest of the world, me and not herself), and you have a father who doesn't want to have anything to do with his ex-wife. and a brother who's a dickhead, who would switch his air con on the entire week.. and.. months.. or whatever... non-stop.. and he would lock his room door.. so no one can switch it off. And... the bastard would use the house phone to make long calls to his girlfriend... who bloody hell practically stays under the same roof as we do.
Now.. the problem is : no money to sustain the household.. Why? Because the shitass of the brother is wasting our money on the electricity.. AND... the phonebill... AND.. has taken the Gen-2 car permanently to go and 'impress' his so-called 'clients' (more brainless ones, im very sure... only idiots can impress other idiots) in his.. so-called multi million direct selling for that.. Lamp Berger shit crap of a company. Heh.
And... the best part is: I got a shelling from my dad cause my mum asked him for extra money to pay for the additional crap that my brother is incurring. - during one night when i was working late with Jason still in the office. I was totally PISSED. I told my dad to go pick a bone with my brother or my mum.. and for goodness sake please bark up the right tree and don't make a fucking fool out of himself. I didn' want to say all that but... i was really stressed out.
But anyhow... that's my family.
William's family however.... is another part altogether. I think he gets his whinny... irritated moods from his mother. I just came home from an outing with her and his younger brother Charlie and she was complaining in that high pitched voice of hers when the taxi driver misheard the location of her house and had taken us for a roundabout ride to PWTC from KLCC and about the additonal money that had to be spent. I have no idea how the taxi driver could take all that..... .. for about 15 mins only.. and then he started being sarcastic "... so you can spend your money on expensive branded stuff and you can't pay an additional RM1 dollar to a person who is driving you home...?.... Do you want to take another taxi, mam?.. I will stop here for you"..
I have no idea why but I felt so relieved that sentence had made her keep quiet. Maybe I had enough of other people complaining when the other person is clearly trying their very best to make everyone happy. Or maybe I was fed up of the way she was ordering me to direct the taxi driver although she herself fairly well knows where she stays better than I do. I don't take orders from my dad.. so why her? and.. like... duh... if you want to get home earlier and faster and cheaper, just tell the driver where to go and not get hysterical!
and Charlie wasn't being much of a help either. Maybe it runs in the family but sarcasm seems to be the major key in getting other people's nerves all fired up. The taxi driver misheard him when he said 'Syed Putra' (Jalan Syed Putra near Midvalley Megamall) and he though that it was 'Jalan Putra' near PWTC. So I just advised him that next time, he should say 'Jalan Syed Putra - the one near mid valley megamall and not the one at PWTC'...And you know what he said? "Next time you say-lah."
I was like.. Fuck this.
I was just... dumbfounded. I don't even belong to the family.. and this is what I get?.. Pfft. Better keep it that way than to get closer then.
Maybe I sould just elope.. I might just stay alive for a little while longer with my baby boy.
Well... that was solved.. pretty... well.. I guess. I kept my calm... i went home... got a super-duper-enhanced quality image file of the plaque, had a bath, complained to my baby boy for a while, sent off the cd to the fella.. and sped back to the event at 6pm.
Wai Leng was panicking her head off. I nearly lost my cool with her no matter how friendly we seem to be outsite working hours. I had all the chairs and barricades and whatever nots that needed to be set up for the evening event since morning 10am. The event was supposed to start at 730pm and the VIPs were supposed to come at 5pm. Well, I was cool.. i was calm... until she started shrieking and pointing at the chairs like some.. . machine gun gone amok.. at 1pm.... that i had to make sure that i arrange the chairs for the vips at some time or another. I couldn't make out a word she was saying but i knew it had something to do with the chairs and the VIP area. So, more to shut her up than to admit defeat, I asked Eng Seen to help me drag the chairs to the planned VIP area.. and then Wai Leng started shouting... "Har..?... not now!!!.... "... ...
.. ... ... ... and then i was like.. ... ... screw this. .. ... first my father screaming at me for something that I did not do.. and now some outsider screaming at me for something that I have already prepared to do. bullshit.
Yeah. So I practically just did my own job the entire day. My work was to coordinate the delivery of the chairs and what not, and to supervise the set up and what nots... but i don't think it's stated that i have to carry stuff around with someone pointing the finger at me. I didn't even bother when she called saying that there was no one to help her set up the VIP area when I was panicking about the bloody plaques. Well, she knows where the area is right? And it's pretty obvious that she knows where the chairs were... she's been pointing at them for them entire day. Pfft.
But we do work good as a team.. but i guess everyone was stressed out. even my own energy levels drained out after 2pm... i had stayed up till 230am the previous day cause I had to supervise the set up of the stage with Jason at Sunway Pyramid. everything went fine.. Hamka (the stage manager) is cool. And so was his team - man.. they were so efficient.
The bands were good.. but the ones who didn't win were very much disappointed. ah well.. there's always a next year.. and the event did give me an adrenaline rush... there were so many people to meet and so many... .. things happening at one time.. I can't stay quiet for long.. i get restless... and then my baby boy gets irritated.. heh.
Well... didn't really pay much attention to the songs really... I knew them by heart as I had heard them at the auditions and whatever... So i chilled out in front of haagen dazs.. with Khalas.. the Resource Manager of the stage thingy-majig.. Pretty interesting guy. Knew him for only... er... well.. basically, we weren't even introduced. heh. but we kind like caught each others glances throughout the setup and the event itself. It was 830pm when he borrowed my lighter and ordered some .. strawberry fizzy thingy for me so that we could just sit down... didn't speak much.. i was concentrating on resting my feet though. hehe. But i did make a friend... and I didn't even know his name.. not until i just rechecked his name card a few seconds ago. heh. After the event, we said we shook hands for.. 30 seconds.. he didn't want to let go.. said goodbye twice (cause he wanted another ciggie.. ) and then went our seperate ways. (mine.. to my home sweet BED)
That's how easy friends come and go. I guess you can't say the same for family members.
Now, my family.. is a messed up... twisted sorta... junk.. you have the mother who loved or loves her ex-husband - still goes melancholy and blames herself (and sometimes, the rest of the world, me and not herself), and you have a father who doesn't want to have anything to do with his ex-wife. and a brother who's a dickhead, who would switch his air con on the entire week.. and.. months.. or whatever... non-stop.. and he would lock his room door.. so no one can switch it off. And... the bastard would use the house phone to make long calls to his girlfriend... who bloody hell practically stays under the same roof as we do.
Now.. the problem is : no money to sustain the household.. Why? Because the shitass of the brother is wasting our money on the electricity.. AND... the phonebill... AND.. has taken the Gen-2 car permanently to go and 'impress' his so-called 'clients' (more brainless ones, im very sure... only idiots can impress other idiots) in his.. so-called multi million direct selling for that.. Lamp Berger shit crap of a company. Heh.
And... the best part is: I got a shelling from my dad cause my mum asked him for extra money to pay for the additional crap that my brother is incurring. - during one night when i was working late with Jason still in the office. I was totally PISSED. I told my dad to go pick a bone with my brother or my mum.. and for goodness sake please bark up the right tree and don't make a fucking fool out of himself. I didn' want to say all that but... i was really stressed out.
But anyhow... that's my family.
William's family however.... is another part altogether. I think he gets his whinny... irritated moods from his mother. I just came home from an outing with her and his younger brother Charlie and she was complaining in that high pitched voice of hers when the taxi driver misheard the location of her house and had taken us for a roundabout ride to PWTC from KLCC and about the additonal money that had to be spent. I have no idea how the taxi driver could take all that..... .. for about 15 mins only.. and then he started being sarcastic "... so you can spend your money on expensive branded stuff and you can't pay an additional RM1 dollar to a person who is driving you home...?.... Do you want to take another taxi, mam?.. I will stop here for you"..
I have no idea why but I felt so relieved that sentence had made her keep quiet. Maybe I had enough of other people complaining when the other person is clearly trying their very best to make everyone happy. Or maybe I was fed up of the way she was ordering me to direct the taxi driver although she herself fairly well knows where she stays better than I do. I don't take orders from my dad.. so why her? and.. like... duh... if you want to get home earlier and faster and cheaper, just tell the driver where to go and not get hysterical!
and Charlie wasn't being much of a help either. Maybe it runs in the family but sarcasm seems to be the major key in getting other people's nerves all fired up. The taxi driver misheard him when he said 'Syed Putra' (Jalan Syed Putra near Midvalley Megamall) and he though that it was 'Jalan Putra' near PWTC. So I just advised him that next time, he should say 'Jalan Syed Putra - the one near mid valley megamall and not the one at PWTC'...And you know what he said? "Next time you say-lah."
I was like.. Fuck this.
I was just... dumbfounded. I don't even belong to the family.. and this is what I get?.. Pfft. Better keep it that way than to get closer then.
Maybe I sould just elope.. I might just stay alive for a little while longer with my baby boy.
