this is totally random.

i cant wait for 'The O.C.' later on. someone's gonna die. can't wait.

i cant wait for episode 6 of 'OTH 4' to come out. i cant wait till friday.

i cant wait for the weekends.

then i can start on my plans for world domination.

Treat.

i've definitely met the sharpest and most sarcastic teacher today. one true singaporean who spoke with a convincing british accent and made constant remarks about our standard of english(or our level of intelligence, maybe?). insults, some might say. the subject was "Organisational Communication". or simply, "English".

his ground rules consisted of how we should never patronise him, not play smart with him and NEVER, EVER, call him by his name. "i'm your teacher and i'll get the respect i need. it's either "Sir", or "MR ______". call me by my name and you'll get hell from me." he's real nice. really. "i'm not your father, i'm not your mother, so if you want to throw tantrums, i'll make sure you wont be able to do it here."

he seemed to be able to catch the tiniest bit of sarcasm that anyone made(stuffs that are usually oblivious to other teachers) and even retorted with his own sarcasms. later on, we also found out that he's not one to take revenge. "i dont take revenge. i get even."

aw, such a sweet man.

so as i said, he had a way of insulting our level of intelligence and everytime after he made a remark, he'd give that cocky grin. he also assumed that we're people who do not watch shows on channel 5 because it was just too hard to understand the shows. when he found out we did, he assumed(once again) that it was shows like "PCK" and "My Sassy Neighbour" that we usually view.

awwww. i would like to laugh now.

for starters, I DO WATCH channel 5, even though i would very much prefer Starworld, thankyouverymuch. and now that we're actually ON that topic, "My Sassy Neighbour" turns me off. i just told my mom yesterday that i couldnt understand why they'd want to get actors who cant speak english properly to star in an all-english series. and right now, i still dont.

that aside, he did make use of his sarcastic nature to make sarcastic jokes for entertainment. he's even showed us a new way of "reading between the lines". cough. there's something about him, though. just that little something there that i feel is kind of going to help us somewhere. it's hard to explain right now. just kind of like how he wants us to hate him on purpose. hmmm. i dont know.

i know I'M sarcastic, but wait til you see this guy. it's only the first lesson so i'll see in time to come. this is kind of interesting. hm. i still didnt appreciate certain sarcasms made though. we'll see.

ok one more thing. i lowered a hand-drawn paper pumpkin with the words "trick or treat" out my bedroom window to anna's just now and i pulled up a bag of treats! yum. oh yes. we were supposed to dress all black today but i went in orange instead. you see, i was the pumpkin. heh.

happy halloween!

Timeless

the other day it was Geena Davis. tonight, it's Matt Dillon.
the movie was called "Singles" which came out in 1992.

check out the pictures i found of him and how much he's aged.


Matt, then. recognise that face anywhere?


Mr. Dillon, now. um, serious actor.

one little treat:

mattie, waaaay back then.

which reminds me. i havent watched Crash. how inexcusable. *smacks self*

p.s.: people should stop making noise at the void deck at 1:05 AM.

20CFa

20th Century Fashion:
Assignment 1

Objectives:
To research on the changes in styles and fashion trends in the decades of the first half of the 20th century.
Choose and research any one of the following from 1900 to 1950:

- The monobusted Edwardians(1900)
- Paul Poiret's Orientalism(1910)
- The Roaring Twenties Flappers(1920)
- Hollywood Glamour(1930)
- Wartime Fashion(1940)

Tasks:
- Identify the key features and use it as inspiration in a design project.
- Collect research material in your scketchbook/journal.
- Present the mood of your chosen theme on a board.
- Support your research with relevant visual and written descriptions in your own words.
- Create an adequately coloured ready-to-wear modern day collection of 4 outfits(men &/or women).
- Present your work in A3 size boards.

i'm not fashionable, i'm not thaaat crazy about shopping, and i cant afford huge labels.
but i'm so gonna design the 4 outfits.
i love my CDS.

awesome. i'm not going to bother about infocomms at all. :)

No Doubt

i finally caught "Poseidon" today(i know. a little, teeny bit late.) and everytime i watched the characters take a deep breath and go underwater i felt myself almost doing the same thing. i thought the show was pretty great. the design on the set was awesome.

after that, my mom watched this show, "The Accidental Tourist" on HBO and it was one boring movie, alright. anyway, i was checking it out, when i noticed the young, skinny actress on screen looked really familiar.

seige: oh my god, that's Geena Davis!
mom: what? who?
seige: that lady! that's Geena Davis. wow she's so..
mom: *cuts in*who's Geena Davis?
seige: you know, that actress acting as the president of USA on that channel 5 show? "Commander In Chief"? that tall lady.
mom: her? no lah..not her.
seige: it's her! wow she's sooo young here. she looks so thin.
mom: no lah! *confidently* that's not her.

oh.no.she.did-nt.

seige: *expresses shockness and walks up to her* DO NOT..
mom: *cuts in*DOUBT YOU
seige: DOUBT ME when it comes to my knowledge on TV!
mom: *laughs* are you sure it's her?

i picked up the remote and pressed the "info" button. yes, it was Geena Davis. mom smiled.

seige: *puts hand behind ear* who's da boss? come on. who's da boss?

i would've danced the victory dance but i decided to spare her since it's her birthday today. she has raised a *cough*good child*cough*. heh. happy birthday.

It's...BACK!

school starts tomorrow. hurrah.

i'm not having any post-holiday blues though. thank you, hari raya.

i dont mean to be philosophical but...

i just got off the phone with a friend and we've come to realise that we have similar styles(and how people always say we are so alike), but our concepts of life are so different. let me just talk about it.

she's the planner. she has planned all things from here to there, and she's planning for more. her mindset, or idea, of how her future would be, i would safely say, has already found a spot somewhere in her head. she knows what she needs to do in time to come, when we get our diploma. for starters, the choosing of our CDS. she's chosen business courses, and researched on how each course could benefit her in future. she even knows what she can do in future with the course that she's taking now. she's got the route ahead of her planned, and it should work, if it goes along accordingly. and she's got a very stable and well thought mindset for an 18 year old.

how can i say it? well, she plans her life. and i would say that that would be a very good start for a good future.

now me. i dont think so much. i'm a dreamer, but not much of a thinker. i have visions of what i want, or wish, to be in years to come, but that's it. i know we graduate in a year and a half. and i know what that leads to. it's either university, or out into the real world. the working society. i am NOT excited about that, f.y.i. and because of that, i feel that we have so little time left before we send our fresh bodies out into the society where we will slog like hell, and WORK, WORK, WORK. we will be entering the "dragon's cave" and it will be a long time before we can get out again. we will be fighting like hell to survive the world of hungry men and women. hungry for power.

you know how they say we work to survive? ironically, i feel that we're being paid for our funerals. we're earning the money so that we can afford our funeral. okay, my thoughts are exaggerated, big time. i digressed. (i have the tendency to do that.) i.am.not.having.a.panic.attack.and.will.not.resort.to.smoking.pot.(think o.c.)

but as i said, we have so little time left to choose to do what we really want before we make THE decision and live with it. which is why i chose something totally un-related to my course for my CDS. something that i'd like to think i'm actually interested in. i know what my future will be like with this diploma and i choose not to think about it. YET. it's not that i dont give a damn and plan to loaf if i get nowhere in future. it's just that life is so short, and i dont want to think too much about it when i'm only 18. yes? no?

i wouldnt say that would be a very good start for a future, but i only get to live once. it's not like i'll die, and have the chance to come back and say, "hey, last time, that didnt work. so i'll go for the other one this time." time passes way too quickly. come on, a friend of mine is already enlisting(so who dares say christmas is still a long way?).

so you see how totally different our mindsets are? we talked about how if our lives were made into a movie, she'd be all dressed up smartly in a business suit, hair made up, a briefcase on her hand. and i'll have paint all over my clothes, wearing slippers and a brush on my hand. but we'd both be smiling, meeting for coffee. (actually we talked about alot "more" and how we should totally sell our idea to spielberg but that's another story. *cough*)

thing is, our thoughts on how our way of lives should be are different, but our ultimate idea in the end is still wanting the same thing. to be able to enjoy our lives.

we were both multi-tasking during this phone coversation. she was talking to me while printing out the notes for school(which starts on monday. great.) and i was talking to her while searching for more guitar tabs. you see what i mean?

which is strange how we've been friends for 5 years.

Project Runway

tonight, i got the chance to experience something i'll never forget.

a real-life, fall/winter-collection fashion show.

in the afternoon, i learnt that my CDS for next semester is 20th Century Fashion. right after that, i got a call to go down to Vivocity from Wisma to work at the fashion show. i dont know how come it became that MUCH of a coincidence, but whatever it was, it was definitely a HUGE opportunity for me to experience what a real life fashion show would be like. and even though i was pissed to go down to Vivo at first(i was supposed to end work at 5, but got told to go down there at 4 for overtime. you all know how i hate travelling and last minute changes), the moment i realised i was involved with the fashion show, i felt a certain sense of excitement.

it took me a while to soak everything in, and then i realised, I'M ACTUALLY AT A FASHION SHOW! not just watching, BUT WORKING at one. it felt like i was in Project Runway. and America's Next Top Model. the models were so tall and lanky, i'm pretty sure all 5 of them wore a size 0. i thought they were too thin, but one thing's for sure: they were GORGEOUS. when i stood next to one of them backstage, i knew i was born a midget.

ok, fine, i knew that all along. it just felt better to be called a "midget" when compared next to a model, rather than an average singaporean. still, i'm not saying "midget"'s a very nice thing to call someone...

i-am-a-midget.

drama in between. this lady fainted halfway during the show and this caucasian knight in shining armour came out and carried her out of the shop. what a lovely man. sigh.

so overall the fashion show was a success. sales were definitely HIGH. i'm shagged as hell, and there's still work tomorrow, but it's my last day anyway so it's okay. my feet are aching, i'm under the weather, i just had dinner at 10, and my back hurts.

but it was a fantabulous experience.

plus i'm $24 richer.

p.s.: it's also the first time i've ever worn mascara and my eyelashes are falling off. yay!

Love is a many Splendour things

anna tagged me. so here goes nothing!

1# Single, taken or crushing?
single.

2# Are you happy with your life now?
right now, i am. i dont know in a few days time though (school begins).

3# When you meet with the right person, will you fall in love with him fast?
i wont know if he's the right person that quickly so i wont.

4# Have you ever had your heart broken?
nope. it's beating faster than usual because of this flu i'm having(SCREW YOU, haze) but it's still solid.

5# Do you believe there are some circumstances where cheating love is acceptable?
you dont cheat on someone if you love that someone.

6# Would you take someone back if he cheats on you?
i dont know and i dont intend to find out.

7# Have you ever talked about marriage with another one before?
sure.

8# Do you want children?
of course.

9# How many?
many! okay at least 2.

10# Would you consider adoption?
yes.

11# If someone likes you now right now, what do you think is the best way to let you know his feelings?
that's up to him.

12# Do you enjoy getting into a relationship?
have never been in one.

13# Be honest, what is the furthest you and your ex did?
my ex and i spent every night together. good movies, great comedies, thrilling dramas... until my brother moved it to his room and used it for playstation games.

14# Do you believe in love at first sight?
nope. HOT at first sight? yeah.

15# Are you romantic?
i think it's sweet for people to be romantic. but i'm not one who can take too much of it. chicken rice on v day? way to go!

16# Do you believe you can change someone?
if i have to? i dont know.

17# If you could be married somewhere, where would it be?
it'd be a garden party in another country. only close friends and relatives invited. we'll drinkorange juice. cheers.

18# Do you easily give up when you are fighting?
yes. unfortunately.

19# Do you have feelings for someone right now?
nope.

20# Have you ever wished that you had someone but you messed it up?
not yet.

21# Have you ever broken a heart?
I hope not.

22# If one day your best friend falls in love with the boy/girl you deeply in love with, what would you do?
we'll let him choose. if he chooses her, i'll accept it. if he chooses me, i'll be so guilty towards my friend, i might just back off. like i said, i'm not much of a fighter, unfortunately. but of course, i havent quite had the experience yet and i DONT intend to. :)

23# Are you missing someone right now?
my friend in australia. wonder how she's doing.

Reality Check

it's my first time typing a resignation letter and i actually searched online to see the correct way to do it. many more to come? hoho. i hope not.

working at suburban filth has been such an experience, i dont wanna quit. I KNOW, coming from me, BIG SHOCKER. i'm actually quite pleasantly surprised at myself as well. i recall a certain job 2 years ago where i just couldn't wait to leave after 3 days. i'm probably not totally cut out for f&b. or maybe i just have nice colleagues now. heh.

the other one at a bank? well i just cannot sit in an office to answer phone calls 10 hours a day, for the rest of my life(assuming that's what i do). I AM NOT AN OFFICE PERSON. which is kind of sucky since my diploma involves sitting around in an office for the entire day. it's an office-job-diploma. and it's what i have to do if i pursue that job in future. darn it. (i know, i know, we've been through this i-hate-my-course-phase. i'll back off now.)

i told my mom that since my future has already been set(assuming i graduate and continue under my diploma. go figure.) in an office, i wanted try other things during holidays to gain the experiences that i wont be able to in a few years time. i mean, you cant afford to go out to "experience" other jobs first when you graduate do you?

ugh. singaporeans. we're in such a hurry to be in front all the time, we've forgotten to live our lives the way we want to. to make time for ourselves. some people work their whole lives, day and night, every hour of everyday, slog like hell, and make all the money in the world. but when they die, they die with regrets in their hearts, regrets of not fulfilling some of their wildest dreams. it doesnt really make them happy people.

i really like to believe that when you go out to work, you should be doing something that you really enjoy, something that you really think you have passion for, instead of doing it just for the sake of the money. sure, you'll earn good. but are you going to be happy when you have to wake up every morning and drag yourself out of bed to go to somewhere that you desperately hate? it's not school(this time). you have a choice.

you know how parents elsewhere are always telling their children to "pursue their dreams and do what they like" when they grow up? even if it meant being a model, an artist, or even a clown? parents here tell us, "when you grow up, make sure you get a well-paid job. it's best if you can become a doctor, a lawyer, a banker.." it's for our own good, but it's kinda sad at the same time, isnt it?

i'd really really like to believe that it's possible to have a choice, but sometimes, out here in singapore, it's kind of difficult to just FOLLOW YOUR DREAMS, no?

check, please.

Once and Again

i went to the hairdresser's today. when it was finally my turn, the hairdresser sat me down on the chair, and asked me in english, "how...cut?". i told her to thin it down and give it a trim and she pointed to my hair and replied, "cut?". "okay, a little bit," i told her.

after much cutting, she pointed to my fringe and said, "f..fridge?" i couldnt understand her. so she pulled my fringe and shook it, and said, "cut..fri..dge?" i thought, okay, never mind, i'm speaking mandarin. i told her "a little bit(yi dian dian)" in chinese.

she stopped and stared at me for 2 seconds, and burst out laughing.

"ni hui jiang hua yu?!?" (translation: "you speak mandarin?!?")

YOU SEE, apparently, she thought i was a malay. which was why she spoke to me in english even though she didnt know how to speak it well.

saya bukan Melayu!

i'm starting to feel really amused about this.

Hello, Moto

i finally got to meet the operational manager today. the legendary *cough*manager who's name sounds alot like one of the phone brands(hint: "Hello, Moto"). now i know what my colleagues meant when they told me how her hobby's reprimanding people. i totally witnessed my senior head go weak in the knees at the sight of her. i'm so glad i'm just a part-timer. middle-aged women are cranky.

i have to work at the branch at Vivocity on Sunday. DAMN. i've never even been there before and now i'm going there to work.

So Sue Me

the senior head's hasnt been around and i've enjoyed working these 2 days. it's probably because weekdays are less busy. EXCEPT fridays. thank god it's my off day this friday. i dont like the feeling of working on a sunday, but i dont have a choice. never mind, it's just this sunday.

i met the other part-timer 2 days ago for the first and the last time because that was her last day. she showed me around the store, told me about the new stocks and how to talk to customers, something the full timers didnt do(strangely). and she did warn me about certain things a few of them did that i have to be really careful of. yikes. i mean, technically, everyone laughed around but just the certain things they did...well, "Welcome to the political world." that was what she told me. thanks, i felt great after hearing that. okay, sarcasm aside, i really appreciated her showing me around. that was nice.

my dad's friend from the U.S.(the one who opened his house to them when they went over) came to singapore and had dinner with us last night. chicken rice. yum. ANYWAY, my dad told him i have been yearning to go to the U.S. since i was 13 and so he asked me when i'm going. i told him about my 2013 pact with anna.

"i see, i see. but you have to really plan your trip. new york isnt a safe place." point taken. he's a californian, by the way.

"i always have trouble remembering your names(even though he's known us for YEARS). hey if you wanna go to america, we gotta get you an english name first. we know we got your brother one already." yes, they managed to call my brother something that sounded similar to his name. amazing.

when i was in new zealand, my dad's friends used to call me "Susan" or "Sue" because my name was kinda tough to remember, somehow. another australian friend called me "Polly".Polly dont want a cracker. um, "Sue"'s fine, really. and i'm actually not cringing at the sound of it. hey, now that's a first.

p.s.:i cant wait to go to Penang during the december holidays. dad's already made reservations. that is the only thing that will keep me going for the next month. i cant wait.

p.p.s.: christmas is less than 3 months away. :)

Suburban Filth

first day of work, again. i know, i know. one moment i have no job and the next, job offers come non-stop. this job is not just a 2-days job though. it's all the way til school reopens. actually, the management wanted me to work even after school reopens. "weekends are a must, confirm must. and at least one weekday."

what are ya, frogheads? i aint working when school reopens because i aint going to rush down to orchard after i finish school at what, 4? it's not like i'm in desperate need of money. i'm just killing time...by making money. anyway, if they insist i do, i'll resign then. it's as simple as it should be.

so where am i working at? let's just call it...my own"Suburban Filth"(think OTH3) so that i can bitch about it here when i need to and not get sued. okay, that's what i shall call it from now on. suburban filth.

today was busy like hell. so much for being my first day. it's totally different from the last job because i spent the entire day sitting down in an office in the last one and i spent an entire day standing in a shop in this current job. colleagues wise, they were nice, generally. one of them was really nice, and she was the only one who actually made me feel really comfortable because the senior head was...well, i think i can tell she's going to be a little, *cough*problem*cough*. everything has to be PERFECT. and i heard the manager(whom i havent seen) is really particular about the perfection of maintenance. and they're both singaporeans so, really, it's not all that surprising.

i stood for a total of 9 hours, serving mostly, tai-tais and tourists. damn, all i can say is that these ladies are LOADED. the cheapest top in the shop costs about $79. yes, i can safely believe they're totally loaded. this lady i served came in and left with a top and bottom, costing about nearly $500 altogether. that's 200 plates of chicken rice.

totally appreciated anna for stopping by with her natural acting ability to keep me entertained for at least 30 mins(i think she enjoyed trying on those clothes anyway). i liked serving her best. AND for the plasters. BIG HELP. thanks babe. :)

serving someone's never that easy so i wouldnt complain about having to serve all those ladies, except...there's this one particular chinoise lady. she took in so many clothes to try, made me stand outside to "pass her" other clothes when she called for them(when she could've just hung them all together inside). HI, you're not my only customer.

she demanded for an XS for one of the corsets when i had to help her zip up a size S. come on lady, it's a damn corset. you need to breathe.and it's not like she left with anything(plus one of my colleagues told me she always tries on loads of stuff but leaves with nothing). if she didnt treat me like her maid, i wouldnt mind if she left with nothing. too bad she did. tsk. chinoise.

oh yes, another person has mistaken me for a malay, AGAIN. my teacher, the cleaning uncle in school, some of my friends, the cleaning auntie at HSBC, and now my new colleague. and they always test me(with their own ways) and when i understood them, they'd go, "EH? you chinese ah?"

YAH. i chinese ah. wo3 shi4 hua2 ren2. but my malay friend doesnt think i look malay. maybe i'm thai.

i'm so shagged. another 6 hours tomorrow. sigh. oh well, i'll psycho myself that i'd have more to spend for travelling then. THINK BIG, SEIGE, THINK BIG. you can pop by wisma if you want and i'll be at suburban filth. but dont talk to me because -think senior-head. singaporean senior head.

Coffeeperker

today's my last day of work because i resigned.
...okay, so i didnt quit. it's my last day because it's actually just a 2-days temporary job that the job agency had assigned me to. at least i drank their free cappucino before leaving.

today was much busier, more packed, and crazy. but with that, time passed way quicker than yesterday. and no nazis today! met a nice american(he even bothered to keep the stuff himself), but no nazisMr Big-Shots.

the perks of working by the huge glass window pane?

VJ Colby. he looked way hotter in person. okay, maybe not in person. through the window. okay, through the window, FROM THE SECOND FLOOR. maybe that's the angle that he looked hotter in. right. SO anyhow, i wasnt sure if it was him at first but since anna confirmed with me that mtv's headquarters is at dhoby ghaut, i'm p-reee-tty sure that it's Colby. now just how great is that?

"hi colby." *waves*

"TOO BAD YOU SMOKE."

damn, that's a darn turn-off for me. and it looked like he was a pretty heavy smoker too. oh well, i still like him as a VJ though. that is one sarcastic dude. and please, i cant deny the fact that he's hot. uh-huh,i should stop.

i was too shagged to go to daiso as planned. it's fine. i shall get those christmas items soon. now I KNOW christmas is nearly 3 months away but come on, look at me. do i look like i care?

The Real World

it's my first time working at such a highly reputable company. even as a receptionist, i felt a huge sense of responsiblity on my shoulders. there was no screwing up allowed because people were doing businesses as usual and i wasnt supposed to ruin it for them and expect them to forgive me just because it's my 1st day. thankfully, i dont think i did.

the phone rang endlessly in the morning. people on the phone were pretty friendly. wait. actually most people in the company were pretty friendly. even smiling at the finest point of just entering or leaving the office. that was nice.

in walked Mr I'm-such-a-big-shot-i-dont-have-time-for-your-amateur-clerical-performance-that-i-shall-frown-and-show-off-my-distorted-face-and-just-not-smile-at-all-even-though-it-takes-more-muscles-to-frown-and-i-will-so-look-at-you-with-my-nose-high-up-in-the-air-and-show-off-my-not-so-perfect-german-accented-english-AND-THEN-STILL-choose-not-to-smile-even-after-the-lady-i'm-meeting-with-tells-me-that-she-hasnt-book-a-room-so-i-cant-complain-because-i'm-a-corkscrew-jackass-and-i'm-too-*beep*-up-proud-to-be-humble.*backs off* i am not worthy. *bows*

he didnt give me a shot to be biased. not even a little bit. sucks for you, honey.

that's the real world. the society aint all that nice and perfect. and as ironic as it sounds, i'm kinda glad i encountered that because i've gotten the chance to experience the legendary "annoying client/customer" that everyone meets. who knew even working for just one day could be such an experience? at least now i know what a polycom is.

i'm going to raid the entire christmas section at daiso after work tomorrow. awesome.

and now, i shall go off to puke after staring at the computer for the entire day.

Fear Coups Certainty

i was feeling pretty certain of passing right after taking my supp paper. but as the time passed, that certain confidence has degenerated into some kind of fear. as the day is getting nearer, that sense of certainty is disappearing and my fear is taking over my mind, and soon my heart. my heart is still trying to stay positive, but there's going to be a coup.

what? cant a girl exaggerate?

the sms of doom for the second time. the misery.

and it sucks that i dont know when it'll come. this is getting too scary.

thud, thud.