tomorrow's the last day of november. from what i recall in this slighty woozy state of mind now, november equals to birthdaysss (including keebie's 3rd birthday 2 days ago), a fair amount of jobs and pretty good pay (praise Jesus!), faces; places; changes.

fiona's 21st tea party

the never ending 19 custard puffs.

thats not a ghost behind, its kent.

the 3 year old waiting for his presents

he chewed the bear's ears off in less than 24hours

mom: "hey, i think i saw your macdonald's megamac ad yesterday."
me: "you think?"
mom: "i was talking to your brother when the ad came out, couldnt concentrate."

after looking at my face for 20 years, my mom still needs to concentrate before recognising me anywhere. that, is my mom for you.

temporal happiness is like tiny miracles that comes in tubes. the pantene 3 minute miracle is the best thing since non flaking mascaras by random japanese brands.

this is ridiculous, i actually signed up an account at sidereel after much persuasion from khoo, with the intent to develop unhealthy obsessions with fictional characters and their very dramatic and overly promiscuous lifestyles. soon after signing up, somehow the couple of links i clicked onto either have simple english dubbed into unknown languages (which totally impaired my ability to concentrate on the subtitles since their mouths dont move accordingly to their speech), or have streamings slower than a crippled tortoise. can someone remind me again why i signed up for sidereel?

have been happy and busy focusing on being focused the past week.

happy 22nd manda panda! okay, so im stuck at home because im running a fever and am unable to join the rest at amanda's party. ): got my internet fixed today, will upload some one ton of long overdue pictures. like these from zouk and around.

yawn. goodnight all. out.

it is certified that a bad shock can cause extreme nausea, fever and headache. was vomitting my stomach out yesterday. our dinner before was botak jones, cheese fries and all. you can probably imagine how gross it was. in large amounts too.

but thank God, im all better now, being able to stomach sick people food like bland tasteless porridge. i think i must be starving because i actually dreamt that i was eating a chocolate doughnut last night. just like how i got annoyed with my mom the other time for waking me up in the midst of an onion rings feast.

i managed to dig out two very random pictures taken during hair and makeup while waiting for the rain to subside.

for a teen comedy.
with the wardrobe assistant thammo, looking like my conjoined twin and ron the makeup artist.

for a drama set in the 1960s.
my hair was totally backcombed and hairsprayed, extremely painful and difficult to wash off!
tip: if you have too much hairspray on, it is best to condition your hair first before shampooing. saves you a whole lot of time, pain, agony and not to mention, hair strands. balding tendencies SOS!

off to give keebie the extremely manja dog cuddles and treats, laters! (:

today, i experienced the most traumatic way to end the night. on the way to the train station with stepho, amidst random talks and sleepy yawns as we slowly ambled alongside the construction works at somerset, it happened.

a sudden plop on my head caught a weary me by surprise. i stopped momentarily to ask steph what was it that fell on my head, only to meet with her horrified scream. tham ran like she never ran in her life which scared the living lights out of me, my imagination ran along with her to the ends of the earth. "what is it?!?" i cried out as i ran after her. "lizard!!!!" she screamed without once looking back.
my heart stopped as i let out a blood curdling scream and started shaking my head in spasmodic motions as i attempted to shake the disgusting reptile off my hair. after about what seemed like the most traumatic 3 minutes of my life, that faggot jumped off my head and ran away leaving me quaking with fear and repulse like a bloody wimp.

after washing my hair for the second time, i can still feel the lizard on my head. i reckon i have a phobia for them house lizards now. of all people, of all places, it just HAD to land on my head, screw it. ):

ah kong got baptised today! the pastor from aunt's church came over with some fellow brothers and sisters to pray for him and perform water baptism. he looked so happy and healthy despite being in

hospital gear and all today. Thank You Jesus (:

a few days back, i did the most difficult shoot i ever did in my whole life. mainly because i had a terrible case of sea sickness and i vomitted 4 times. those anti-nauseuos pills dont even work! i swear im never going on board a yatch ever again. thank God for the really awesome people who worked with me and tried to make me feel better and all. and i also gave my first screen kiss away. totally un-romantic and i felt like i was going to die any moment (plus vomitting), but jerry was being really nice about it! much thanks to him!

" peter and irene"

joanne the nice AP

terrible sea sickness does this to you. i suddenly aged and became a man.
haha! nah, thats my stuntman looking damn sexy trying to squeeze some cleavage out.

have a nice week y'all! (:

i keep wanting to blog, but every time this page loads, i feel as if im drowing in multitudes of sleepiness. ive got pictures to upload from various behind the scenes during filming, girls night out (SMD), and impromptu singing sessions. BUT, all these will have to wait. cus im going to eat my midnight maggi mee and sleep with a full stomach. calltime's 7am tomorrow. le sigh.