Santa Baby

It had been 11 days since I last blog! It's been a while.

As usual, I shall be ranting about work. Not that it's bad, you understand? But like all other jobs, when I'm free, I am extremely FREE, and I won't even get the chance to have a good sleep if it gets busy. Last week was one of such weeks when I got busy. There was press conference and movie reviews and the fortnightly newsletter, of which, the press conference took up much precious time. Damn organisers.

It's Christmas this Friday, but for unknown reason, I could not feel the holiday mood setting in, not when I'm buying Christmas presents, not when I listen to Christmas songs, not even when I took photo with Santa. Speaking of which, here it is.

A very nice picture of Timothy and I taking photo with Santa. Nice, huh?

The Have Been & The Had Been

There's a bit of unhappiness going on recently and I feel that the only way I can release myself from all those things is to go for a well deserved break. I don't mean work, but rather, social break.

I quarrelled with my *used to be* best friend Mandy, whom I have a 5 years plus friendship with. However, she have maintain contact with people who had hurt me badly less than a year ago. My philosophy would be to avoid contact with those who had hurt her, yet I don't get the same treatment back, which is quite upsetting. Maybe it is too much to ask, but as a 'best friend', there's a role and responsibility to play.

I admit I didn't really bother about her and her life, given that her life is like a movie on loop. She would come to me on a Monday, stating her desire to break free from the guys who messed up her life, but on a Tuesday, they are as sticky and sweet like honey. On a Wednesday, what happens on Monday may not happen, but it will definitely be back by Thursday or Friday. This is the kind of life she wants to lead, and here am I trying to advise her to stay out of all these to keep her from injuring herself. However, all those advices had fell on deaf ears.

It's not up to me to decide for her what had caused our distancing, but if it is regarding my other half, I appreciate her effort not to ask at all, because she have no, and will never, have any idea what is going through between us. She wants to keep herself out of my world, fine, I welcome that. But not to judge another before knowing him better, that's another issue entirely.

I am indeed very glad that at times like this, I have my other half to give me emotional support, and I have my best friend *whom have always been there but some misunderstandings had caused us to break off*, Melvin, to be there for me and listening to my ranting. There are so many people that I will meet in my life, but BB, you made it special. And Melvin, you made my everyday hiccups seems a natural hazard, and all I have to do is to either avoid, or overcome.

There's so much to say, and the more I say, the more confuse I am with my own writing, however, for the Had Beens and the Have Beens, Goodbye, and Hello, respectively.

BAD MORNING, GOOD AFTERNOON?

I was having the worst day ever in terms of my friendship with Mandy. Yes we have the worst quarrel ever. And the reason? I can't stand people who are fake on different sides. I'm sorry Mandy. I can never trust you. You can defend all you want, but you know this best, that if I am in your position, you will never trust me too.

Anyway, the worst morning couldn't be made better by Melvin. The both of us shared our troubles and what not through cyberspace, and I have to say, thanks to him, that my day was much better.

Singapore Idol was a blast! Not exactly the result I wanted, but I am still happy that Sylvia went through. My ten votes wasn't much, but I guess the whole point was to get Sylvia into the Top 2, and eventually, the title.

Really tired at work today. My headache was killing me, and I hope I do can turn up for work tomorrow.

SHUT UP AND EAT!

I haven't update blog for a week! This is due to the hectic schedule this week. In fact, up till today, I do not have the luxury of time to go anywhere on the net.

Anyway, some overdue photos.

Timo and I went to Soup Restaurant on the 15th last month. It was the first time we went to Soup Restaurant together, and I completely have no idea how big is their serving. We ended up ordering a pot of soup for two, which is enough for four instead.

As usual, I'm tired

Timo is as tired too..

And when the food comes, we are shock with the enormous servings!

And while walking along Orchard Road (21/11), some car brand did a street marketing campaign by giving out paper bag. We are not talking about the normal paper bag, but on it were two holes that when you wear the bag on your head, your eye can see through! Like old times burglar.

Creative and fun. Haha. But what's the crime to ignore? Hmmm

Last Sunday, after depleting a large part of our pay, Timo and I had a stay home Sunday, and to further save on cost, we cooked at home! It was pasta, and though we didn't cook pasta sauce from scratch, we had lots of fun.

Broadway Beng later! Hope it's good!

Bangkok Traffic Love Story

I remember I was in Bangkok when this film was showing over there. However, due to time constraints, I had missed out watching this movie. Anyway here's the trailer. Watch it and maybe tell me what you think.

Seems nice right? Whoever have the chance, give this movie a try.

Special Thanks To...

This year marks my twenty-second birthday, and it meant a lot to me.

Twenty-two. Not too experienced in life, yet already matured enough to be call a kid. I think this year alone, I'd learnt so much, and among everything, I finally understand that love is possible only when I love that person. Being in a relationship doesn't mean I love the person, and I'm glad I had realized that I probably was too used to being in one.

Maybe, I'm scared of loneliness all these while. All the unhappy things that happened to me in the past could be my fear of loneliness.

This year also sees miracle happen to me. I believe God has plan all these. From meeting the right person to getting into the proper career path to being a better person morally, I feel that God has always been there, and it just takes time for me to realise. I'm not a Christian yet, and I can't be sure when I'll be, but God, I feel you already.

I try my best to be nice and being direct, yet people failed to reciprocate. I really hope, not just to me, but anybody can treat one another with respect. As much as PR is important, PR to me still remains a technique to be use on work. Out of work, there's no need to wear that mask. I wonder who's listening.

I don't know what else to say, but I really thank all the friends who were there at Marche, sending me wishes through the video Alvin did, through facebook and smses. Most importantly, I finally know who my true friends are, and I'm glad that Melvin, you are back, and welcome, Anthony, Diana, Clorine, Melissa and Jerome. Those whom I had not mentioned, you are not forgotten too. And of course, Alvin, for putting all these together. I had a great day yesterday night, and I sincerely hope you guys feel that too. Love you all.

2012 After Effects

We Love Disaster Movies, Don’t We?

We just love to watch disaster movies right? Figures had proved themselves. The latest offering by German-born director Roland Emmerich, 2012, opened last week to a global box office of $225 million, exceeding its production budget of $200 million. Singapore alone sold $1.6 million US dollars worth of tickets. In fact, 70% of the opening tally came from territories outside US.

The movie is Emmerich’s latest offering in the disaster genre. Among fellow disaster films, “2012” $65 million opening is the second highest grossing start, behind his 2004’s effort, “The Day After Tomorrow”. Emmerich’s “Independence Day”, which propelled Will Smith as the “July 4th Guy”, still holds the record as the highest grossing disaster film.

And why do we love them so much? Are we just a bunch of sadists, waiting in anticipation as we see iconic structures tumbling down like your kid destroying their Lego buildings?

Owen Gleiberman of Entertainment Weekly commented that, “we hardly need ancient religious prophecy to feel as if the world is doomed;” so much so that we need a “dream of starting over”, “a way, in pitiless economic times, to clear the world, in one fell swoop, of the mess it’s become. So that it can become something better.”

How true. With us commoners still trying to cope with the recovering economy, emotional and physical stress are inevitable, and don’t you wish that there is a reset button to start all over again, in the hope of steering it in the right way?