she's gone.










it's not a trip to the temple,



it's not shopping for groceries,



it's not a holiday to Taiwan,



it's not a visit to a relative,



it's not a checkup at the doctor's,



its not a short ward stay.








she's gone



and she's never coming back.

"You're always busy."


i've been getting quite alot of that recently, and yes, even after school has ended, i am still loaded with commitments,

some of which i should start shrugging off if i want to relax during this holidays.




Im immersing myself in everything my parents would HATE to see me do, other than, perhaps, Nias.

From Film Production ....

to doing Sound & Lighting for events ...

to Drama...

to FMSS...




Am i trying too hard to prove them wrong?




oh well, i guess im just trying not to disappoint Granny. Hope i make her proud.

Being busy keeps me from thinking too much anyways.











and what peter said last night actually struck a chord within me.





it really does kill you inside to look and long that that guy was you.

fuck over-stated feminism.




some guys love it. but not all of us are masochists who allow stiletto-heeled feet step all over us.




GENTLEMEN,

WE ARE GONNA BE THE 'JERKS', 'BASTARDS' AND 'ASSHOLES' UNTIL WE GET A VOICE!




and no, having a voice doesnt mean stooping to the level of retarded name-calling.



using 'slut', 'whore', 'bitch' against members of the female species, however much they capture the essence of these titles, only gives their compatriots more 'MCP' ammo to hurl at us.




come up with something soon gentlemen,




cos w/o us men,


mankind


will become w/omenkind.




show some pride for those sacred spheres.




women live longer than men.
this is because women drive men to their graves.

lesson of a lifetime:


Never let hairstylists cut your hair when they have just finished 3/4 of a bottle of red wine.











gawddddd. i look like secondary school kid whom the discipline master puts on stage to show all the guys in the school what their hair ought to look like.


thank God he stopped short of sloping the hair on the back of my head.



but im not complaining, considering the fact that he poured me a couple of glasses of red wine and gave me a nice whiskey flask which i had been looking out for. CHEAPER CLUBBING HOOOOO!







i want my sideburns back.

and so newswriting has ended.


thanks team.


i know i have a good team when members ask me if there is anything else they can do to help even after submitting their stories. but in real life, the day ends with the editors, so i wanted to simulate that as much as possible.

but thanks. it was great working with all of you.





now there are just 2 more dates on my stickies digital post-it:

MRM and Advert exams.



40% each. zomgggg.




that being said, let it be know that I'm hungry.



i don't know why, but i've been missing your random txts which never fail to make me smile. hope you are happy with him.

OMG. PRESS RELEASES SHOULD BE TAKEN OFF CIRCULATION AFTER THEIR EVENTS ARE CONCLUDED.


GAAWWWWWWWDDDDDDDDD.




NEWS IS OFFICIALLY SCREWED. CHEEBONG.

this is a dedication to my very over-worked sub-editor.





















thanks for everything ms ng. i let you bite.


please dont mark me down.

just cos chaisiewling put unglam photos of me sleeping on her blog, i shall RETURN THE FAVOUR.


one moment she says, "TONIGHT, NO ONE SLEEPS TILL MRM IS DONE."


a couple of minutes later, here is our dear MRM group leader.

GAWDD.


































GAWDD.

SO MUCH FOR MOTIVATION EH?

here to take a breath before plunging back into projects again.


ok thats all the time i have.