I'll just make it short and sweet.

Because of the recession and our disability of the magazine to sustain to be in the current form. Management has thoroughly weighed in all possibility to salvage what is left and has finally made the decision.

First movie magazine will no longer be a magazine. From late April or early May, look out for First, as a section in TNP every Thursday.

This news hasn't really been out officially but the plan has already began running through. (hope i don't get in trouble with this post but I'll take the risk, don't think my posts are read by many anyway)

What becomes of the team? Well the editorial team will be moving out to the News Center and as for us art team, our feet will still be planted in SPHM.

What will I be doing? Has you may have noticed my post title, i will be transferred to the online medium, back to my roots where i began in the design line. Have yet to know the fate of my art director and editor.

This sucks...

First of all, thank you for all the birthday wishes i receive physically, from SMS, and Facebook.

24th March is usually pretty much an uneventful day for me. I don't celebrate them. Not that it reminds me of how old I'm getting but simply its just a matter of thinking its a celebratory kind of occasion for me.

This year is kind of nerve-wrecking for me. OK here's the low down with some back story. Remedial Training (RT) is a normality for me as i never could pass my IPPT since ORD. I've always escaped as i was under the radar till a year ago. Most of you guys know that I'm in the publication industry and my monthly peak period is nothing new. A week before the actual deadline, times can be rough and hard on me and i would have to make-up for 2 session and "die-die" must take the next session. Along came the final day, which i had to work an "over niter" on a Friday and only came home the next day noon. If you could connect the dots, i overslept my Sat afternoon session and was automatically a defaulter.

For those who have experience this would know that the 1st time is fine i guess. But this was my 3rd. The 1st was a long story concerning my window period and me taking IPPT during my In-Camp. My 2nd was just plain laziness.

The white letter came. CMPB. NSSC. In uniform. Thank goodness it was my lull time and took leave for that day. So there i am, face-to-face with the officer. I was so darn nervous but all ready to face an ultimate sentencing of DB which i hear floating around if you're a repeat offense.

"Will you accept my punishment or would you like to appeal in court?" says the officer.
I accepted it and lo and behold, a punishment of $100 dollars was placed upon me.

What a relief! Then i remembered. I'm screwed, I only have $81 in my bank. Luckily, I was able to make a delayed payment with the consent of an approving officer. But he was no where to be found! Well he was stuck at a meeting and didn't see him till 1 hour later. My delayed payment was approved and will be back there to make payments this coming Monday.

The rest of the day was pretty much quiet and slowly began my days of being 29.

I've got to wake up my idea and go to these bloody RTs. They are so irritatingly disruptive...