Making the best of censorship bars...

I have 2 1/2 weeks to finish the Sept issue.
5 people shoots.
1 major product shoot.
1 island wide location shoot.
2 Fashion spread.
1 freelance charity mini mag.
2 freelance ads.
And a partridge in a pear tree...

Signs i'm handling too much work: 1) I sent out an email to all model agency of a fashion shoot and stated that it will be on the 8th of June. I even bold it. 2) Was thinking of bringing some work home. Download it up to my thumb drive. Its 6 o'clock. Shut down. And left without it.

Why do i keep bringing in more work than i can handle?

Oh yeah, the money. How else can i enjoy Japan in October? Sigh...

What do you get when u cross electro-techno music, John Carpenter and GI Joe figurines? A sweet music video by Zombie Zombie entitled: Driving This Road Until Death Sets You Free.

Holy shit, i want one of those...

All you designers should recognize and relate to these.

I've recently gotten hooked back to the tv series, So You Think You Can Dance on Youtube and let me tell you, my bet is on the couple, Katee and Joshua hands down. The energy, the chemisty, the fun and dedication they put into their routine is magical. Take a look at their performances so far below:

Hip-Hop: No Air by Jordin Sparks ft. Chris Brown



Bollywood: Dhoom Taana



Contemporary: Hometown Glory by Adele



I think its the combination of the right music and good choreography makes it work.Oh and chemistry. Without it, everything will fall out of place.

Two nights ago, i had this really vivid dream.

I was looking out of the window of my house which faced the city and that the tallest building around was the Swisshotel, very much like the one at City hall. Suddenly i was shocked upon seeing it tilt to the left and came crashing down. Well it tilted, the base gave way and dropped down vertically then continued its course tilting and down till it all hit the ground. Instantaneously, the ground shook and pressure valve underground burst up, causing a steam break-through like a geyser from the ground and through manholes. More geyser pressured up from the ground only to realize that it was coming towards my house! I bolted out of my room, passed the living room and caught a glimpse of mum and dad on the sofa. It was rather weird that i didn't asked them to get the hell out of there. I was out of the front door and down the stairs, taking notice that i was on the 40th floor. As soon as i reached the ground floor, i could see the pressure geysers popping out from the ground approaching. I wondered why it took so long as it would take me a long while to go down 40 stories. There were screams abound and although the event took suddenly, the pressure wasn't that bad when it finally reached me. Probably the distance has already taken its toll and there wasn't much force left. A gapping hole was left as the geyser ceased. I peered into it and saw the pressure pipes. It was no ordinary pipes, as they were all transparent, like they were made of acrylic. What an eventful occurance! I had to tell someone, so i called my friend, Hideaki, on the phone to tell him of what happen. I could hear a shocked and saddened reply from him. He mentioned that his girlfriend was working in the Swisshotel building. I told him she couldn't have been inside as it was Sunday. No one works on Sundays. Then he added, "But she works in one of the shops". I was stunned, not knowing what to say. I assured him that i will update him what i could as soon as i reach to the disaster site.

And that was when i woke up.

Pretty much like a disaster film eh?

Thanks to Stefan, our frequent conversation over at gmail chat was made aware of the pending doom of my wallet.

Gramophone Warehouse sale.

Tons of Dvds, Cd and Vinvls on sale. Movie of old and rather new going as low as 9 bucks. I just couldn't resist.

I kept wondering if anyone would know or even bother coming to such an ulu place ( not really ulu but for those not familiar in the east, it might be). But lo and behold, music that was blasting through over-powered the perception and was surprised at the turn-out.


Rumaging through rows of dvds and cds, i managed to grab some to my heart's content. A total of 7 Dvds: Predator (2 dics edition), The Terminal, The Good Son, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Final Cut, The Pianist and Road to Perdition. Each Dvd cost me ard 10 Bucks. Not bad of a deal eh?


Ok, no more Dvd splurge or i won't be able to enjoy Japan in Oct...

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I miss the days where there's no responsibility.
No worries.
Living like theres no tomorrow.
The air is clear and fresh.
Smiles all around.
Hardly a spur of trouble.
I miss those days.