Waiting for AK to wrap up her stuff and leave for dinner. I’m still not done with mine but in denial. I feel Friday already!
And it’s salah to do work when my hair is done to go out!
The whole Freeform team had an office dinner last night, thanks to Irman bugging Adrian for months (ever since i joined, i’ve been hearing pleas for seafood dinner).
Ironically, we sat in the exact same room i had dinner there last – with my former company.
The room had two tables which we filled up easily and some banter started going back and forth, started by DidiBuli, “Our table is cooler than yours cos we have Kinkybluefairy yo!” Me: -_-
“And we got VJ Callen! And DJ Van!” “Damn, they got the Rebel Scum (Wan)” “It’s okay, we got the boss!”
Come to think of it, all that noise came from my table.
ClaudiaOnCrackOnAlcohol had the best line. “You’re the best boss ever! *to Adrian seated next to her*… but then again, this is my first job! “ Adrian: …
SarChan, DidiBuli and ClaudiaOnCrack (cos she’s so whack) have gone home to change for Juice mag’s party.
Theme this year is Stars and Stripes and if last year’s party was anything to judge by, *everyone* goes in theme.
Awesome!
AprilPikachu and i still in office doing last minute work.
Ok.
I don’t feel like blogging anymore.
Blogging on KBF in office is weird.
It feels like sinning.
1. Three people cried to me.
Not that i mind. If friends want to cry to me, by all means.
I just felt like counselor for the day.
2. Nell got robbed in Pavilion.
By knife point. Plus, after she got robbed of her parking ticket as well, they made her pay for penalty to get OUT of parking.
Wait.
First, you charge us so much for (unsafe) parking, than you don’t sympathize with the fact she got robbed?
I thought i wasn’t going at first due to other commitments and work, but it‘s over the weekend so we’re going to rock it. Also, i didn’t have a place to stay initially, and was going to sleep with Kevin (which doesn’t matter unless he wants to sleep with another guy 0_-).
When JustinLim smsed me about letting go a cabin, i grabbed it straight away. DO YOU KNOW how tough it is to get accommodation after January?! So yes. I have a two-bedroom cabin/4 beds for four nights (Thurs to Sun) and people to find last minute to share it with well, us (we’re staying Fri to Sun).
Us meaning: SpankyCammy and i.
It’s in Camp Permai.
We’re gonna decorate it with streamers and make it a happy place!
Cammy even came up with names for us to have whilst we’re there – Clappy Cammy and Fun Fairy!
SarChan’s gonna be Slapstick Sarah!
Mary’s Magical Mary, ha ha!
So. If you’re looking for a place to stay during Rainforest Fest, contact me and we’ll see whether you’re happy enough to stay at Happy Hut.
“I need to be really honest with you,” said a friend to me seriously one night over dinner.
I’m keeping him anonymous obviously. “What…” i slowly said back.
Omg. What could it be?
Can’t be that bad right
I haven’t been fucking up in any way.
I think.
0_o
“People have been bitching about you…”
“Oh… that. Cheh, that’s normal, i just learn how to ignore it.”
“Yeah i know, it’s all nonsense, but i just think you need to know.” “What is it.”
So. Apparently (actually i’ve heard this before, but this is the first time i’m addressing it) I’m super sombong cos i don’t remember people’s names and their faces.
It’s not that i MEAN to.
Why would i want to intentionally forget someone’s identity knowing it’s detrimental to my job?
Jeez, i used to *get into trouble* with my previous job because of my bad memory!
“Aiyo… it’s not like i want to piss people off… what the fuck…” i said, without much remorse, because i have tried, “I even tried Serena’s tactic, where she takes pictures with people and writes their names down after, but i couldn’t even remember and i forgot to write names down before i forgot after that!”
I told my predicament to RowdyRudy and he agreed with me.
“Come off it, we meet so many people all the time! How are we supposed to remember all these names!?” “I know… damn fail la, some more every time we meet them we’re partying (read: tipsy and not held responsible for any person we meet), tired or met them for two seconds.” “Yeah, man! But you know what’s really screwed up, it’s when you meet the person and you have all these different reactions.”
“I know what you mean!” “Yeah, but even then, you have the same face cos you’re trying to keep it up.”
“Dude. I kena caught out damn a lot of times okay. Cos my acting damn fail.” “Come, i show you.”
So he showed me the different expressions to go with the lines EVERYONE in media/entertainment/production/any industry that requires one to meet many ppl; give
“Hey! How are you!” (read: I have no idea who the fuck you are.)
No seriously.
It was so friggin hot that regardless of all the water, green tea and beer i chugged, i didn’t have to go the the loo till 10pm.
From 10am till 10pm.
I was sweating all my urea out.
I swear, that was the main word in my head when thinking about it – ‘urea, urea, urea’ (malay for body waste, right?)
I thought i was the only one till i mentioned it to SpankyCammy and she went, “ME TOO!”
Then Eleanor said it on her email as well when i asked her how she found Urbanscapes.
So phew. I’m not the only gross one sweating to the point i didn’t have to go, after all.
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