The Writings on the Wall

Walking models for Singapore Writers Festival.

My mind is in a mess.
I can't seem to gather all my jumbled thought together and string it into words.
And just to keep the folks at Blogger happy, I shall update.
SWF has got my mind all messed up and i kind of lost the mojo to write.
I need sleep. i need sleep. i need sleep.
-pouts-

But i know i am not the worse.
Dawn, Shiuan, Nini are the powerhorses who run on zero sleep but still appear to be damn power.



# I wear out almost all my ankle socks on the first wear because I have exceptionally long toes.

# I have weirdly long hands too. So long that when I need to play the piano with my left or right hand, I need to shift my big butt around the seat and adjust myself.

# I do not wear shoes at work and I like to give people 2 and 3-syllable names like Yaoyao, Burpie, Nini..

# I can't be bothered to give some people face because they pissed the shit out of me and I would very much like to do the world a favour and pluck off all his hairs. even if they earn x10 of my pay.

# I realised I honestly work better at night where i have ghouls and spirits as neighbours. I'm probably too nosiy for them that's why they cant be bothered to disturb me.

# I love the smell of books. That explains why I blew $XXX at BooksActually (after discount somemore) during SWF but after swiping the card, the fact hits me. I wheregot time to read??

# I love my table at work very much but a pity that good things don't last. -sobs-

# I dislike changes but then again, sometimes changes bring about the good things.

# I can eat the same food, drink the same drink, watch the same show all the time but I cannot wear the same clothes. Yes, i'm a vainpot.

# I have a thing for huggable (not fat!), hairy and funny guys. However, I am very easily amused. and i mean VERY.

# Guys either amuses or pisses me off. Tianxi, fortunately you fall into the grey area. -laughs-

# I am neither an "ang moh pai" nor "cheena pai". I am lost in transit.

Back to work.
-frowns-

Netty. nutty

I have many best experiences in my life - be it school or work.
I am always blessed enough to meet fantastic people who come from different walks of life.
I guess God is fair in such amazing ways.
I may not be lucky in winning TOTO or 4D, neither do I have the blessing to snag a rich and handsome man .
But I am thankful for the ones that God placed in my life as friends.


Thanks to Wuhan and a common understanding, Netty and I went from pure schoolmates who attend the same lectures together for 2 years to classmates who went to Wuhan to study together to good friends who eat and crap together. :)

I can never get enough of taking my lucky stars for the Wuhan trip.
Without the Wuhan trip,
I wouldn't have realised that loving myself is of utmost importance..
I wouldn't have miraculously scored the highest on 《诗经》 when I cannot differentiate Confucius from Confusion.
I wouldn't have spent a day puking and then manage to lose the fats that I have been trying so hard to shed.
I wouldn't have seen Huiting in her worst (!) and how she pretends to be awake in the morning just to appease my fiery temper.
I wouldn't have seen the state of drunkenness Liwen and Wangyu often get themselves into.
I wouldn't have been crowned Taobao Queen.
I wouldn't have the luck to poke fun at Cho Mingxiu about his fats and his "impeccable" lifestyle.
I wouldn't have seen my version of Orlando Bloom and scoffed at Cindy Tan's taste in men -guffaws-
I wouldn't have rewatched Meteor Garden for the 10 000th time.
I wouldn't have been able to lead a tai-tai lifestyle in China. 1 SGD = 4.5RMB -whoops in joy-
I wouldn't, couldn't have experienced CHS at her finest.

weird out

A colleague told me this, "People in the arts are weird."
It totally cracked me up.
But it is totally true.
Artists, dancers, directors, whatever, people who are actually involve in artistic productions are weirdly demanding and they are totally a pain in the ass.
Which I think will not matter to them since most of the males in this arts industry, well, likes to feel the pain in their....*ouch
-rolls eyes-

And threatening me about ticket sales is NOT going to work.
it is YOUR show after all, so whether or not the show sells out, it is not my problem.
I am just leasing out the place to you and read your emails, you B-list celebrity/director.
We are not the very least threatened by your threats!
And and and and
Our working hours are 10am to 7.30pm.
Even though we work way beyond the normal hours, please don't expect us to be like you who needs no sleep.
You can't expect us to reply your 5.14am at say 5.15am, right?
No wonder, you are balding.
-flips hair-

November is coming, which means..
I got 3.5 months to decide which uni has the most shuai ges.
4 months till i turn 21 again. -haha-
1 month till I go Bangkok... and most importantly
it's time for a new job.
-ta dah-

what a difference a day makes

Other than getting myself all busied and irritated by a certain bum, I am basically making sure that my life is as beautiful as it can be.

Ah Neal deserves a peck on her cheeks because she brought me to watch Ronald Cheng X William So 2009 Concert at MAX Pavillion on Saturday. -grins- The concert was, in my point of view, fantastic. Albeit it was a bit short (it started at 1930 and ended at 2210), Ah Huat and I were like saying, it was so early that we still could take the train home! First time in my life I attended a concert that concluded BEFORE 11pm! - disbelief-

Caught on the mega screen

Much of the concert was in Cantonese and I am so so so so happy that my $$ spent on watching TVB dramas paid off because I could understand the entire concert's banter! -proud- And I absolutely love Ronald Cheng's voice.
Uber touching.

Went backstage..a blurred image of the fabulouse Ronald Cheng

And I was extremely excited and even yelped in excitement when William So started singing "Chase 追" by Leslie Cheung -张国荣. This is absolutely one of my favourite song ever. Lin Xi is a genius in lyrics and Leslie, gosh. He was my topic of choice during Chinese O's composition and because of him, I got my A1.


Neh caught the prawning fever ONLY recently.
-yawns-

So on Sunday, Neh+Nic+PX+Fazlie and I went to Jurong Prawning Farm, located near the Bird Park. I am an advocate of Bishan's Prawning Farm because the uncle there very nice, always giving in to my whines about not able to catch prawns. -smirks-

Jurong's Prawning Farm ain't too bad either. There wasn't much people, which I like as I am an ultime misanthropic on weekends. I HATE CROWDS.


Prawning, like fishing, requires patience.
But I think the secret to prawning is a bunch of good friends, some food, cheap beer and really, an easy-going attitude. If it's meant to be your catch, you will hook it, bait or no bait.
Just like everything else in life, be it job offers, shopping deals and love mates, when the time comes, you can run but you can't hide.

Back to work!