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song: CYBORG ATTACK
A Job that never sleeps. yay!....... !
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A Job that never sleeps. yay!....... !
Got a call from W Kim, the associate creative director of McCann Erickson yesterday.
3pm: Went down for interview today. Starting work on Monday. A new freelance project with McCann Erickson. yay!
but... WOW. !
Everything is so fast...
Didn't even have time to inform DraftFCB. Good thing they are slowing down. Even the designers can handle.
Worse part is...McCann Erickson and DraftFCB is in the same building... I knew everyone in DraftFCB after 8 months of freelance work, it's really gonna get so f*ckin weird this coming Monday morning, when we meet at the elevator, me pressing 6th floor instead of 8th, holding 2 door access cards.
4.15pm: After the interview, I went 'upstair', told them I'm 'booked' for the next 2 months.
Drag a few art directors...for coffee at TCC.
5pm: Head to 'Ice Cold Beer' to meet my good friend who is going back to Paris this weekend. It claimed happy hour. To me. IT IS NOT A HAPPY HOUR, when my pint of hoegaarden still costs me $14 and her Stella Artois $9 bucks. Outdoor smoke area is crowded with Englishmen... all happy and loud. I took on the last round-stooled smoking table. More friends followed... they planned to head for another bar at Vivo City... I'd left 'Ice Cold Beer' at 10.30pm.
11pm: Went back DraftFCB office, pack my shit. Took a cab, headed straight home.
what a day. It's so fast, so scary.
I think it is time that I get used to it.
Alright I'm hungry. had nothing the whole day but fluids...
I've always like shane's (http://xdingbatx.livejournal.com/profi
and of course teddy's real rabbit...too. Nepumuk
(but that I can't steal. :)
maybe Live Journal should allow people to keep pets here. (like those of Facebook. People always come in to pet it.)
cos who knows people are writing death notes on Live Journal...
this sounds craZy but... Pet can be a therapy for them.
Another idea is to feed them. By logging in to LJ... you are feeding them.
So technically, for eg. if I do have a pet dragon, it would have died. (Cos the last time I've logged in to LJ was 6 months ago.) Meaning... it is a maintenance to keep, which anyone have a freedom to opt for.
But Mr LJ, pls design a nicer cuter rock looking pets. Customized weird pet, even better.
wow... have not come here for a long time. Decide to blog a little and check some of you out...hehehe. You can all continue to talk abt music and business... I write my blog, hopefully to write more often of day to day crapshit and frustrations and of course simple happiness.
It's Eastern new year this week. YAY! more luck and more recognition for work. Less assholes. yeah!
Me and much missed ex-roommate were talking on iChat abt new ink. The thai bamboo of a Tiger. I think it hurts a lot more.. but this shit is cool.
I'm born in the year of Tiger.. so definitely no tiger for me. Too fierce as many chinese believes.
What should I get? Maybe an ocean.
Alright back to work.
Just went thru hell with fever and back.
(first time in 3 years, f*.)
Remedy: Honey and Lime.
It works. (so far.)
Applys only on the first day.
He's not crazy. He's just written that way.
What if your life is a character in a upcoming novel?
What if it is written out right here, right now, as you create the book.
What if the author writes only tragedy and you know towards the ending, the hero (which is YOU) always dies.
Fanstastic movie.
Very cool intro. Great casts.
Get to see the less comedian side of Wil.
Love Maggie Gyllenhaal's character too - rebelliously 'sexxxy',
It's something about her that shallow people would not see. I want be her. Period.
Can't find 101..
guess I have to settle with
The Singles DM 86>98
Disc: 1
1. Stripped
2. A Question Of Lust
3. A Question Of Time
4. Strangelove
5. Never Let Me Down Again
6. Behind The Wheel
7. Personal Jesus
8. Enjoy The Silence
9. Policy Of Truth
10. World In My Eyes
Disc: 2
1. I Feel You
2. Walking In My Shoes
3. Condemnation
4. In Your Room
5. Barrel Of A Gun
6. It's No Good
7. Home
8. Useless
9. Only When I Lose Myself
10. Little 15
doped!
ps. erm.. (to S.T.) no Black Celebration.
It's funny that...
I'm not even sure where this DM fever come about,
maybe I'm back home, maybe it's J.B., maybe it's one of those nostalgic moments, maybe...
I'm losing myself soon...
This day truly needs to be lighten up.
... cos you get all bloated up...
zits knocking
a washing machine abdomen
mood swing as if a young monkey trying to reach for a banana up in the sky
cold beers are forbidden
yea sure full of surprises
it makes you special
makes woman special
makes woman cry for sex
it arouses you in it's own way
Bonus: breast enhancement by 2%
and the fav part... this day arrives (of all week) when you are wearing a f*G. always!! always
not exactly the kinda of surprise you wanna get....
Happy Woman's Day. !!
A story describing primitive community where the people cannot read or write and where only bare subsistence can be obtained by hard work in the fields.
Different point of view (various):
- Comfort as a matter of what one was used to.
- If one was used to simple things and could obtain simple things perhaps this was better than expecting complex things and being dissatisfied when one could not obtain them.
- Perhaps reading and writing make people more dissatisfied.
- More people are usually working hard for something....
perhaps hard work in the field is more rewarding since one can see something growing
and one is actually going to eat what one grows.
(p85, L.T)
Here's little terror at home.
Even our dog have to give in to her.
In our previous 5th storey high apt, she fell off from the window ledge - suffered a broken mouth and a broken spine. She was send to ER, thank god... she live... !!
Today.. though she may not run as fast as she used to be...
yea... she's our little shit, right there.
That's miu.
pack up pack up....
I hate moving every quarterly.
I hate farewell.
I hate goodbye.
I hate to cry.
I hate that 20hrs flight.
I hate the fact that my roomie went to Vegas for Nascar and I'm still here.
I hate what I'm hating.
The only good thing. Dj is coming.
orh... another goodbye. argh!
Cranky mode's ON... body ache from working out
Feel like doing something unusual.
I start approving all the requests on myspace. Well, almost all.
Around 55 out of 73 requests.
It will be so wrong when I start axe'ing...
I know you guys eat, shit, fart, drink, play music.
I also know I have only 3 musketeers...
*sigh*
Most Journal I read are all work related!! Not the hell lotta that I understand...
nor the events I can attend....urgh
oh well...
Do you guys have something else beside work?!?!? Like perhaps the color of your stool today?!?!?
Or the amount of shit accumulated in your nose?!?
(ha ha ha...)
oh snap, i'm bitchin...sorry. I'm too lazy to go make new friends...
I'll just contd to write my own private Journal.
I know u guys got too many eyes around to write anything that is personal.
Aight...See you guys on myspace.
thank god, the rock climbing shit is not in the morning...
It was quite a thrill to climb the walls while you can still smell alcohol on your breath, leftover from yesterday's party... ha ha ha
But I felt great, for the most part, I was excited... It was my first climb.I think I've fell in love with rock climbing... :))
the only thing to overcome is the friggin height...
wow... I have not dreamed for a damn long time.
The first thing I woke up is to find out what in the world my dreams means...
"
To dream that you are planning your own wedding to someone you never met, is a metaphor symbolizing the union of your masculine and feminine side. It represents a transitional phase where you are seeking some sort of balance between your aggressive side and emotional side. "
~ http://www.dreammoods.com/dreamdictiona
I'm slowing down baby....but marriage...NO! (not yet)
Traveling makes a person good, at least it allow you to change your perspective.
I conclude that in it's simplest form of saying.
Today, I finally bought a tick out this morning. An air ticket to fly back to Singapore. I've not been home for 2-3 years. I have no figgin idea how my new home even look like. I'm curious if there is any new 'additions' to this recent newly-purchase apartment besides the usual suspect that would consist of my mum, bro, sister-in-law, 2 dogs and 2 cats...
After I broke the news to my roomie that I am going back this sunday and I will be packing my shit this week, the 'tension' between her and I is kinda of odd. weird! can't explain.
At 11am, we went to McDonald and ate my fav fries, then headed to Denver (sorry, teddy, I didn't manage to go down to Vendetta Music to say hi...) to grab her cosmetics stuff... we made the wrong turn, went extra mile... we grab the cosmetic shit, we left, I accompanied her to go buy some shoes, she bought 2 pairs, we left Flatiron, we came back. In the car, I played her fav. CD - Justin Timberlake (which I really hated it initially), she said: "You will think of me the next time you heard Jus's track elsewhere."
She made dinner, a 'surprise' dinner (she forbids me to look what she is cooking) - meatball pasta... really good stuff. Beers and wine over our little square table, Coconut creme pie for dessert. Watched Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (2004) followed by the Academy Awards show. A penguin commercial came on, she said: "The penguins will remind me of you...."
hmm.... I guess we gonna miss each other's company as housemates...
(In the living room, we have a beige (hers) and a black (mine) couch perpendicular to the TV, facing opposite each other, with a square table in the middle, between us. What we do on weekend, we'll drag our blanket and pillow, find a good movie, and lay on our 'own' couches, watch TV, till we fall asleep till dawn. At times, we will crave for something in the middle of the night – we'll drive out even just to get either a pie, an ice-cream, a pizza or even just a pack of cheetos. Bottom line, we 'hang' out till dawn in the living room.)
Yes, I will missed her dearly.
Hopefully we'll feel better tomorrow, well, at least be normal enough to pick on each other.
HOW TO GET YOUR HUSBAND
TO FASTEN HIS
ROVER 2000
SAFETY HARNESS:
TELL HIM IT'S A SAM BROWNE BELT AND HE LOOKS
LIKE A WORLD WAR I AVIATOR.
Years before seat belts were mandatory, Howard Gossage thought safety should be fashionable in car advertising.
He even saved his clients a modeling fee. What a guy!!
ps. Have anyone try counting sheeps to sleep ?
Has this shit ever work? How does it make sense? When u are counting, aren't you concentrating!?!??
How abt coming up with a sheep 'folk' music or classical or EVEN an opera sheep tune.?!?! might work. meehh....