that's hot. LITERALLY. ah LIFE.

OMFG. i've been so busy it's not funny.

everyday i get like apx 3 hours sleep.

been driving and sleeping.
had a near almost WOOTs accidents...
don't know if i should be happy or sad to be alive... hmmp...

ponteng from shoot today.

OH BLISS!
but well half day only le...

gosh.

blur blursss...

and to make everything worst...
the freaking weather has been like freaking HOTs!!!

i swear i've been melting!

and today the amount of sweat i drain can actually be squeezed out of me clothes...
damn gross...

yucks.
yucks.

mmm... so damn sleepys...

oh and my face... the complexion is damn fugly now.
le SIGHS...
and moi hair is like so the unkept...
double LE SIGHSSS...

but my bank account is getting FATTER...
WEEEEEzzz!!!

tho... honestly... no money can buy back my youth!!!
even if i were to take bird nest everyday now...
go countless of facials...
spas...
etc etc etc...
NOTHING CAN HELP de...
CHARLES HELPS!

i feel farking fugly!

haihz that's why hardly show any more pics de...
BLIEK!!!

anyways... before i suffer from amnesia...
i better jot down this memory part le...

on the 21st June, i went for an art exhibition opening
by my sensei.
MR CHEE.
hehe.

was like a freaking reunion.
so funz.
meet Emmeline there which was a surprise... hehe.
we did a shoot long time ago before she became miss Malaysia.
then mr tay la...
zara la...
mmm... fond people of the industry. WOOTS!

CONGRATS!!!




horrifying time flies. it's been 7 years since i meet mr chee...
you know all my lecturer are like CHEE!
chee sek thim who owns REKA, taught me product design...
chee au, taught me fashion...
E.H. CHEE who taught me art...

anyways it was E.H. CHEE who introduced me into the filming industry since i was 16... amazing huh. being the science student then... i was sooo not interested in his stories... what he was explaining was like... B-O-R-I-N-G... it was only until when i decided to take up art that all those stories started to make sense. all the history started to pull itself together. how art is an investment. and all business involves a product which requires art and design to sell.

he taught me how to select my college... that it was the lecturer that makes it important not the image of the school especially if it's art, since you are learning from the "ARTIST", not the school...

i learnt too much at such a young age... i hates it.

it's so funny this life. weird things happen so often when we lease expect it.

oh... a note of condolence... in the month of MAY, 07/07 another one of my favorite lecturer passed away... Redza Piyadasa, who was one of those lecturer you hated in the begining and LOVE at the end. I hated his classes in the begining mainly because he made us great him like what we did in high school... LIKE HELLO... i'm in college now can... and he keeps repeating his lecture weeks after week. tho after a while i start to understand why he does it. he knows his students too well... by repeating himself we remember, instead of having us study it at home which we wouldn't.

and why i remember him best... i ponteng his class with 3 other friends, about to watch a movie in klcc when our phones rang... one after another... he made hellen who was the head of faculty called our parents... immediately we FLEW back to his class... with the lame ass excuse... we went out to hunt for fabric and lost track of time... OPS... HAHA.

SIR you'll forever be missed, and THANK YOU for the lessons! oh he taught me 'eye entry'... the first thing you notice in a painting...

ahhh~ it's a funny life...

mmm... and mr bear is still an air head... it's like taking forever to fill his head with coins... I WANNA HARVEST HIM!!! and then go shopping!

i shall update nonsense soon... soooo NEED to shop and flaunt my PR gifts...
WA HAHAHAHA!

... honestly this was suppose to be a very short post... but it turned out to be... draggy... hehe. OPS!
;o)