I picked at my dry scab from my coral cut in Tioman
And it suddenly split. Tad of pus. More transparent liquid.
I told Daddy. Cos Daddy used to be a diver and he’d know what to do.
Daddy, what’s wrong with it?
Where did you get the cut from?
Cut it on coral in Tioman, there’s pus…
Oh geez, you’d better go see a doctor and get antibiotics.
I want to cry.
My week has possibly been the worst this year.
And it’s only Tuesdsay.
Plain Venting
The weekend was a mix of glee and horridness
I’m just tired of alot of things (blog does not partake in new resolutions)
The people i’m close to make things all the more easier to plough through
Other then that, i find myself closing off alot more now
I don’t feel like telling people things anymore. I’m not stupid. I know what to do. Don’t we all know what’s right and wrong for us at this age? I think that last time, i tell people things because i’m going down the wrong path and i hope for them to give me good advice. Now if i do tell, it’s to vent. I don’t need to be told. I know. Everytime they repeat the same lines to me, i just say, “I know. I know.”
And i do know.
It’s just up to me what i want to do.
And because you all know i know, you can’t very well say anything else isn’t it cos the point is already embedded in my head.
One of my editors i’m not close to was really sweet today.
I don’t talk to him much and we liase mostly through email and phone.
I’ve only seen him a few times. But the regularity of calls makes it seem as if you know the person or are friends with them. I don’t know, it’s just weird that way. Maybe i’m just weird that way.
Monday. And as expected, calls were coming in left, right, centre, toppling me upside-down.
But what was unexpected was when he asked me, “Sweetie, are you alright? You don’t sound yourself.”
My heart tightened as i force-squeaked out that i was fine.
I am fine. I AM fine.
I am fine.
I’m doing that thing where the more i repeat it, the more i reassure myself that i AM fine.
Till the words merge and don’t make sense anymore. Like ‘sugar’.
Sugar, sugar, sugar sugar sugarsugarsugar. Shuger. Shugershugershugershu gershu gershu. What’s shuger again? Oh right. Sugar.
Fuck man, damn tripping this post.
Talking about tripping…
PassedOutBen said short girls can’t cross roads -_-
“You and Callie ah… cross road can die okay.”
“I know how to cross the roaddddd!”
“And falling down. Walk also can suddenly trip and fall.”
Then the fairies must have been listening cos he tripped, arms-a-flailing and almost fell outside Laundry; and i laughed till my insides hurt.
We were wondering where to go have coffee and being scatterbrained, i walked without deciding on a destination.
“Stop.” He said.
“Hammertime,” she mumbled.
“Where you wanna go ar?… wait. Did you just say ‘hammertime’?!”
“You said ‘stop’ wut,” she giggled.
*shakes head* “You’re such a turn off man.”
I usually always wave away putting up pictures that aren’t published cos… most of the time i’m too happy and excited putting up party pictures.
These were taken for this month’s Vida! issue, where i interviewed and shot Camelia, Joe Flizzow (Too Phat) and DJ Gabriel on Camelia’s new album – Mysticam.
About four pictures were published and here are some of the others which weren’t:
I like the one above best (i think) cos Joe’s laughing and the angle is too precious.
And because i love Laundry and Laundry loves me…
click for larger view
Lainie: “…then again I only wear like six tshirts, and 4 of those are black and look the same :/)…”
When i read that i was thinking,
Actually yeah lor. And one of the remaining two has a huge pussy*cough*cat on it, right? When’s your birthday ar? I’m going to buy you a t-shirt. Seriously.
Angin Gila Babi
It’s never alright for someone’s other half to check the former’s emails
So what if they gave you their password?
So what if you found it out?
So what if they accidentally left the window open?
Even worst still if there aren’t any emails to/from people, but personal writing and notes they jotted down for themselves.
You really did deserve to be screamed at.
I won’t forget this.
KLue Party: 20 Under 40
It stormed gila babi at 7 last night and i waited impatiently for Smellie to come pick me up
Then we headed straight for Atrium for the KLue event
It looked… really empty
“I think maybe… we’re kinda early..?”
But kononnya the event was upstairs 
When we went up, it was damn crowded and the fashion show was going on
I stood with BubblyBel and we yakked about clothes.
Girls.
At one point the door (to the room where the models changed) swung open and i caught sight of a few of them bent over pulling on pants
“Omg omg…” i started fanning myself, “This is too much. Gonna get a drink.”
So Bel temaned me to the bar
Many many many pics!
I realised that yeah, i’m too busy to put up pics cos i wanna edit them all
But at the rate i’m going
None of the pics are going to go up if i ALWAYS want to edit them
So in very unKinkyBlueFairy-like fashion, here are pics. Unedited
0_o
That’s Jerome. I report to him at KLue. He’s damn nice and softspoken.
…I’m writing more nice things about him so he’ll extend my deadlines hahaha!
I was asking him where the 7-year-old golfer was
“He’s a child. He’s probably at home sleeping.”
“Oh, cheh… really wanted to meet him.”
That’s me smiling with my Martell baby.
Ooh there was a lot of Martell 
Freeflow ended at 10 (i think) and a Martell dude was asking Adrian how many bottles he wanted for himself
I accidentally butted into the conversation with two palms facing them, “TEN BOTTLES!”
Me:
Adrian: 
Sufian aka FlyGuy + poser
Alison, BubblyBel, Deviga and moi
I report to Deviga for some of the fashion pages in the MalayMail
Damn seong man, if wanna sneak out to party without finishing deadlines also cannot… bump into media everywhere
0_o
Speaking of more media…
Jimmy from Vida!, Robert from NewMan, oh-no-i-forgot-his-name, SheenaKLue
These are not media. Obviously. See the shamelessness.
GermanMurat, Din, AhwinAndy, PassedOutBen
Dynas looks skinny even from a low angle. Damn models.
Pauline, Azlina, Alia
Sheena, Adam, Ahwin
Elina, me, SuperstarAdlin
AdrianTheModel was working that day.
I poked him while he was doing his show and made him grin, breaking his model-maintain face
“I’m hungry la…”
AzwinAndy + Dynas
Then Murat and Adam had to try the same pose too
He kept on saying his pose is so cool
So i tried one too. Okay. I was a bit tipsy >_<
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Ahwin’s crotch. I didn’t take this. Adam did -_-
Poor SuperstarAdlin
He asked me why i wasn’t drinking so much.
I said, “Jerome’s staring at me…”
He looked around, “Where?!”
“There,” i pointed at the poster
Tee hee.
… the superstar!
DozyDidjital of BassAgents/AlteredImage
Baby (it’s really his name la…) and Jovi
Oh finally, i got a picture with Adrian
Getting a picture of Adrian is like… getting Adam to drink
Damn difficult can die
Maybe its a family thing like how all my cousin sisters cannot drink
Cos when i wanted to take a picture with Brian and Elina, Brian hopped off as well
0_o
DramaticKim has no problems camwhoring.
DramaticKim, ChingChing (omg i remember her name!) and oops… i forgot
>_<
PassedOutBen
“I thought you got gout. Cannot drink?”
“Can drink liqour.”
“What cock is that.”
DozyDidjital
Such a shameless picture
I was really really hungry
So i went off to eat fei kai (P. Street chicken rice) with my two darlings and Din after that
The two gaylords.
“My cough medicine made me damn pei wei…” sniffed sick AshleyTheMonkey
“Wow, really?! That’s the best kind!”
She: -_-
“Lemme see…” i took the bottle for a look
She snatched it back
Then she commented how she didn’t have space in her bag for her cough medicine
“Come la,” i waved my hand, “Put in my bag, i don’t mind.”
I was sincerely offering to help her keep the cough mixture and didn’t realise how it sounded
Till she shot me an I-Know-You-Want-To-Steal-My-Medicine glare
“WALAU!! I was really offering okay!”
“Dunnit,” she laughed.
: edit : ok fine i mized names up till they told me >_<
So many things have changed from a year ago…
*click*
Now,
I wish someone has realised what a total psycho Ian is and put him in a straightjacket
I don’t frequent McDs anymore
Fly.FM is already a year old, wow
And i’m still not ready to move in >_<
Two years ago, Louis lost his dogs and the useless-can-die government workers were of no help
*click*
“I Am Tired.”
My new resolution is to stop telling people that.
I realise that everytime someone asks me, “So, how are you?”
I just go, “The usual… busy… damn tired.”
A bloody headache pounded on the left side of my temple last night around 9pm
AshleyTheMonkey offered me her fever/painkillers, “But if you take, you cannot drink okay.”
I stared at the pills. And decided not to take any cos i’d rather try wine curing it then anything else.
>_<
I forced myself to Laundry cos it was too late to ask someone to backup-blog for them
Felt like lying down on the couch cos i couldn’t take the pain anymore, but promptly sat up thinking, “Shit la. People sure give me flak and say i’m drunk.”
-_-
But you know what.
I got better after a glass of wine.
The pain went away!
I couldn’t wait to go home yesterday… was so tired cos i’d been out for 15 hours in total
Taking some photos for Deep’s section in The Star, food review for Malay Mail, took pics and interviewed DreadlockedJustin on his new solo exhibition for FACES, took extra pics for KLue’s blog, rushed to Laundry…
Today i have seven empty boxes to fulfill before 7:30 pm
I need more batteries!
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