(/edited) @ 12:07am, 28.3.07
oh mein gott! i've been learning german on my own effort and with some guidance from my beloved sp. i think im doing not bad although i can just type but NOT SPEAK or PRONOUNCE the words! i've always been fond of the german language after i discovered my nick, schadenfreude. and now, since sp knows a little german, im taking the opportunity to learn not just words but sentences and paragraphs. if ANY OF YOU KNOWS GERMAN, please, i would be so grateful if you could teach me the language. danke in advance. below, is a random message i texted iskii:
"guten morgen. du bist eine katze. ich bin ein Schwein. ich liebe dich, katze. mochii ist ein guter Lehrer. ich bin ein gescheit(er?) studentin. bis morgen. mich später anrufen?"
lol, dont bother using babelfish. it's quite rubbish, really. anyway, auf wiedersehen.
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my company is definitely suffering a huge loss at the moment with the recent departure of my superior who is, by the way, the best of the best superior one can ever have. we had a farewell for her and our accountant, another very nice and understanding person as well, at the ming room. it was a dreary night for me because i am going to miss my superior although ive known her for only less than three months. my boss showed his appreciation by presenting them both each with a tag heuer watch. my superior was even concerned about me when we left bangsar shopping centre as she called me to made sure i was safe and on my way home. like, hello? which SUPERIOR is ever that great? i'll miss you. it's weird to just look at her table and see it empty. best of luck to the LVs of my agency in your future undertakings.




yesterday, i triumphed in the challenging game of acquire (again!
) by gaining $40,080 in profits. gawd, i miss that game and i dont think i have the computer version with me any longer. if any of you is coming back from the US, mind getting me one (the actual boardgame, i mean)? i'm such a huge sucker for boardgames. and the scrumptious meal at pakeeza was orgasmic. danke, bii. except for the bit where the waiter hid iskii's tips under his sleeves/tray. that was pretty selfish but anyway, overall, i'm having a great weekend. and... i got myself stuffs from esprit while iskii got himself a nike wrist band watch. i think im getting everyone addicted to queen's park! 
p/s: you know, ever since ive started working (with my current agency), it has made me treasure those i love and cherish the limited time i have with them, hence, why im enjoying life better. working is... good! 
i had a note threatening me stuck onto my car and then someone pasted a loan shark's sticker on it as well. wrong, car, buddy. INTERESTING SHIT. talk about not having any dramas in my life, yo! rock on! i'm so exhausted and i just had such a filling but disappointing meal at jushi. ive been eating so much japanese lately ranging from sakae sushi to rokumeiken at bukit damansara but what i miss most is the unbeatable spring hatsuhana. gawd, i just love food.
thank you maxine my bii and iskii (my real bii) for being such great companions. *slurps*
ok, time to sleep. i've got a shoot with belinda chee. she's such a sweet person and i'm starting to become a fan! alrites, go entertain yourselves at my multiply album before i next upload more piccies. toodles!
i cant wait till evening. im excited. i'm going to be having a girly girl night in tonight where we're gonna watch sappy love movies one after another while chewing on cheese-overdosed-rubberized-pizzas and then play random board games (and maybe a game or two of pool) followed by pillow talks. sounds like lotsa fun. *throws pillow at you* do beep me if you dont have two balls and a stick stuck in between your thighs if you feel like joining. you know my number. 
someone dengki punctured the tyres of my family's new car. tsk, some people just NEED to grow up. well, that's about the MOST dramatic that can happen to my life lately unless you count the dramas going on in the shoots i attend, which isnt really drama to begin with (damn long winded, i know). but life without dramas does not mean my life's mundane. i'm actually cherishing these quiet moments because life is on a fast pace when i'm on shoot. speaking of work, i feel pretty insecure. i guess i have got a LOT more to prove to the agency. throw me more work, people. work is good, work is fun, work is suicidal when there's an overdosage of it but i dont mind. people are complaining that my mind's slowing down a lot and i'm no longer the witty sarky person they once knew, and i must admit, the whole workaholism spirit is slowly slipping away from me. must be due to the many months of bumming, i suppose. so yea, let's have a toss, may becks be drowned in work. hooray!


oh, and i got tagged by jess on multiply.com. here goes:
Oh no! Another tag-a-tag thingaling. I dread stuffs like that but I've no choice but to tag six unfortunate people which can be found at the bottom of my list. the rules are as follows; each person who gets tagged needs to write a blog post of their own 6 idiosyncrasies (abnormal behaviour, habits etc.) as well as clearly state this rule. after you state your 6 weirdness you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their multiply id (i'm tagging none multiplians btw) at the bottom of your blog. don’t forget to leave a comment that says "you’re tagged" in their comments and tell them to read your blog for information as to what it means."
1. i demand for cushion seats whenever i'm at a dining place.
no, it's not a diva attitude. it's just that i really prefer cushion seats and i've actually waited for hours once in a restaurant before the cushion seats were available for me.
2. i feel disgusted when i see cracked sinks/toilet bowls.
i can actually feel nauseous when i see things like that especially if it's the toilet bowl. actually, i can't stand any toilet that's wet and stinky.
3. i was afraid of toilet bowls when I was a kid.
thanks to this dumbass chinese/thai horror film i watched when i was a kid. the ghost came out of the toilet bowl to grab his balls and i actually believed that things like that CAN happen to you. so it was only until recently that i stopped checking on the toilet bowls while doing my business to make sure no ugly hands come out to grab my you know, down there.
4. i cry/tear easily.
jess typed this and since i too share the same thingy so i'll just remain it at number four. i, too, cry at everything be it something to celebrate, or something mournful.
5. when i'm sleepy, i yak way too much, it annoys others.
not kidding. one close to me can tell if i'm sleepy because then i'll start singing random lines and talk so much nonsensical stuffs that they'll prolly have the urge to punch me straight to dreamland. yes, i'm like that! my dad gets it a lot.
6. i like walking around naked.
provided, there's nobody around or else, the amount i'll have to fork out everytime someone gets admitted to the hospital when they see me naked is going to strip me (pun intended) right out of my cash.
that's all from me. i know it's nothing interesting but im doing this just to kill boredom at work. and below, are the six names i'd like to tag. sorry, peeps!
- biibii @ i am iskymeow
- maxine @ sometimes i wish i could disappear
- sp @ bienvenue! nyoky's dedeland
- simon @ vortex's virtual world
- jeremie @ illicitdream@spanky
- kenneth @ vandeta @ reaper
okay, too long an entry. toodles! please layan my taggings, ok? 
(/edited) @ 11:45pm, 11.03.07
i just had a wickedly sinful meal at manhattan fish market for the first time (officially, that is) and i must say, being a non-fish lover, i enjoyed my meal a lot! now there goes my so called "i have to be on diet" diet, if it's even a diet to begin with. speaking of diets, due to his love for paintball (who is slowly stealing my boyfriend from me), iskii's on a no sugar diet and it's boring to go out for meals with him because then i'll have to finish the sweet stuff myself. dear paintball, i'd like to have my boyfriend back because it seems that he's more dedicated to you than he is to me. im jealous! 

you know, i was really offended at this boutique fella at amcorp. he GOSSIPED about me to a chinese couple, mistaking me as a malay. i know i have big feet and it's been troublesome but DONT LA TALK ABOUT MY FEET, YOU MORON! buta-buta only kena. i walked into the boutique cause i found out they sold big sized shoes (but bloody hell, their size 12 is actually vincci's size 10. big con job) and then i suddenly heard him speaking in cantonese asking them to look at my feet, saying, "you know, all these malays have got big feet. see hers, it's at least size 12. blahblahblacksheep. (lost in translation cause i'm not good in cantonese myself). i dunno why their feet are so huge but it's only malays with such big feet". you dumbwit, i am one of your kind, of your skin and i have big feet BUT that does not make me a malay. you stupid discriminating bastard. i hope you'd dream (actually, i'd wish him dead but it's evil la) that you get stomped on by gigantic ogres from brige to terabithia and get up feeling sorry for speaking of me like that INFRONT of me.




i'm having this crave for puma sneakers and tickle me elmo TMX (i know they're irritating la as can be seen here but it never fails to make you chuckle). the elmo tmx has finally reached our shores and if you buy quick enough, there's a rm100 discount. bii, *winks*?
anyways, my whole of last week was really an eye opener. yesterday's shoot was sixteen hours long and i was working with a polish client, german art director + copywriter, australian models, londoner (or pom, as iskii calls them) hairstylist, m'sian renown fashion guru alex eu and many others. it's physically and mentally challenging but it was a great experience. i hope there are many more to come especially with international crews. i had fun! anyways, i've just written another bible here so i should bid adieu. i need more sleep. toodles!
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i thought that i was gonna have quite a bit to splurge during this sales season but poor ol' dennis had to die on me when i was driving home, in the middle of the road, in the middle of the night. there goes my (yet to come) paycheque. i still owe iskii his valentine's gift, poh's birthday gift (bought gap shirt) and i OWE myself a pair of sneakers (plus heels, watch, tops, jackets, etc... lol). why must chinese new year celebration last only for fifteen days. im so in need of the extra cash.
ive been working for eleven days straight now without a break and my whole body's screaming for a time off. can i? the recent vacation packages promotion are tempting. hmm.... we'll see. ta-dah. back to work. will upload piccies when im home. IF, i'm not too tired. i'm quite a weakling, man. time to buck up! meanwhile, go entertain yourselves at my multiply. shoo!