Just a few moments ago...
Mum was talking to Dad, saying that I'm going out.
M:"Jia Ling going out, pat tor"
D( in Mum's words, he 睁大眼睛):"PAT TOR?! JIA LING GOT PAT TOR MEH?!!?!"
Me:"..."

After awhile...
D:"Later got go out?"
Me:"Got. Pat tor maaaaa~"

HAHAHA.

Crazy parents lor.

What is it like to be somebody like me,
and to receive something totally disgusting from a stranger,
just because I'm like this.
I swear I wanna punch right into her face, break her nerdy outdated spectacles, hold her down with my tiny weeny index finger (so harmless lo), till she cry and beg me to allow her to suck my toes as her apology.
HAHAHA.

Then I left and the next moment,
I'm feeling terrible.

It's 830am right now.
Here I am on bed using the laptop, randomly surfing.
A sore back, because I think something is coming.
It sucks to wake up even earlier than on normal work days.
But..

Today shall be a happy day, because
it's Mummy's birthday!
It's happy to see even your friends (actually I think one friend only, hmm.) wishing Mummy happy birthday.

Today shall also be a happy day, because
I'm not working!
Think of the R&R later, dimsum later, shopping later, late noon sun, afternoon breeze, Mum's treats!

Anyway, Aug should be one-fine-good-yet-(I foresee)-overspending month, I hope Bui-bro you can make it too.

If anyone is keen,
6minutes is hiring junior designers now.

不亢不卑。

The other day Rina me and Ryan went sentosa for a location recce, in preparation for the actual photoshoot for a new drama's ads. I'm quite sorry and guilty and thankful to make Ryan the art director, dive into the sand x 2023203 times, jump up into the air x 9348934 times. But all these 203204442 attempts to try out the poses, I'm squatting/ kneeling on my knees to take pictures, so I suffered from abrasions as well laaa.

The actual day of photoshoot, I didnt really "call the shots" as much as the boss wants/trains me to. I'm still a newbie, young and fresh, baby-faced and cute (HAHA), who would listen to a "baby" bossing around?! So, I phrased whatever I wanted to say in quite a..."Sorry for disturbing, but I think I dont want this to be....ya.." way. So that day, I semi called the shots, semi helped with the props.

Going on a photoshoot is not all about the glamour. Imagine this artiste gotta do a diving stunt, but for him to visualise better, I had to throw a vball to him. And there's once he hit the ball and the ball hit my head. And everyone laughed. Tsk. And I still gotta run to get the ball back after that. Double tsk. And had to spray water (with a spray gun la!) on his body. Hahaa! I'm not complaining!

Very tiring, yes. Very satisfying, YES. During the shoot, the rest wowed at some pictures the photographer took and were talking about how ugly the other drama's posters were because there's no photoshoot for the print ads. (luckily I didnt do them, aha) It becomes very stressful, because everyone is waiting for how the end product will turn out. If the end product is terrible, everyone will know who did the ads. You have wasted everyone's time, sweat, effort and money. Boo, you are lousy.

I feel my bones are breaking, muscles tearing apart (from all the running to "hop" the ball, bla). But at the end of the day, the pictures turn out good (let's just not talk about the end product first), I cant help but to smile to myself. The entire rest of the day, I was very very happy and grateful. :)

I'm so disgustingly broke at this time of the month again. Baa. Luckily, the pay came in time to save me from the previous incident of having just 20cents for a bus ride (and still wondering how I should crap a story out to bluff the bus uncle.)

Anyway few days ago, just as I was about to fall asleep, I suddenly remembered that I dont have any cash left in my wallet. (disgustingly broke, I told you!) So I kept chanting in my mind, "Remember to get cash tmr, remember to get cash tmr, remember to get cash tmr...."(from my secret money "atm") Then, that night.....

... I had a dream. 2 dreams actually. NOTHING BUT MONEY. First was Mom telling me that my dad striked 4d, and his winnings is like close to a 100grand. WHOOPEEDOOOOOO. O.O In the dream I was very broke also, so I was thinking now that Dad has 100grand more, I'm sure he wouldnt mind to give me like a few hundred to 救急. HEHHEH!

Then somehow, into the second dream. Someone in the family bought a pack of Yakult. Then on the Yakult, there's alot of strips of lucky draw stickers. I've gotten for myself 350cash. WHEEE!! Bro or Mom won a car or a bicycle.

And the best part?

I gotta wake up for work before we even went to collect the winnings. WAH LAO.