I was still celebrating this morning that my rashes had subsided, and now it's coming back again, more vicious than before.
My face is covered with adorable little bumps now.
Bloody hell.
Friday, August 31, 2007
Rashes II
I mentioned last night that I am having rashes, and I was effectively driven mad by the itch.
I exfoliate during my shower last night, hoping it was merely grime that caused the itch and a good scrub would work. It didnt, but I applied some cream and tried to sleep.
Didnt help, and I woke up in the middle of the night, experiencing burning sensations in my arms.
I had no choice but to use a remedy I saw on tv once. I began to smear liquid detergent onto where it itches, drew a couple of circles to spread out the detergent, then wash it off.
Because it is honestly weird to bathe with liquid detergent, I took to attacking each itch individually, thus causing me 1 hr in the shower room at 2am in the morning,
This morning, the itch had subsided, and most of the areas that had been treated last night is no longer itchy, but of course there are certain spots that are still going strong, but at least it is not my whole body now.
The ugly rashes and bumps have disappeared off my arms and hands, thank buddha, and though my skin is flushed red now, it is better than looking like some diseased being.
And the theory behind liquid detergent? As far as I understand, there's 2 types of itch. One of which is the kind that you experience in dry environment, and this kind of itch can be cured with a generous dose of moisturiser.
The second kind is what I called the poisonous kind. It could be a bug bite or an allergy, and such itch are acidic based. Hence with an application of liquid detergent to the problem spot, the alkaline will neutralise the acid.
Well, that is what I learnt from tv, you can try it at your peril.
(But seriously, when itches occur, any method is worth a try. Haha.)
I exfoliate during my shower last night, hoping it was merely grime that caused the itch and a good scrub would work. It didnt, but I applied some cream and tried to sleep.
Didnt help, and I woke up in the middle of the night, experiencing burning sensations in my arms.
I had no choice but to use a remedy I saw on tv once. I began to smear liquid detergent onto where it itches, drew a couple of circles to spread out the detergent, then wash it off.
Because it is honestly weird to bathe with liquid detergent, I took to attacking each itch individually, thus causing me 1 hr in the shower room at 2am in the morning,
This morning, the itch had subsided, and most of the areas that had been treated last night is no longer itchy, but of course there are certain spots that are still going strong, but at least it is not my whole body now.
The ugly rashes and bumps have disappeared off my arms and hands, thank buddha, and though my skin is flushed red now, it is better than looking like some diseased being.
And the theory behind liquid detergent? As far as I understand, there's 2 types of itch. One of which is the kind that you experience in dry environment, and this kind of itch can be cured with a generous dose of moisturiser.
The second kind is what I called the poisonous kind. It could be a bug bite or an allergy, and such itch are acidic based. Hence with an application of liquid detergent to the problem spot, the alkaline will neutralise the acid.
Well, that is what I learnt from tv, you can try it at your peril.
(But seriously, when itches occur, any method is worth a try. Haha.)
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Monday, August 27, 2007
Liar
I got to know a very interesting friend recently. Hahahaha.
He is so easy to tease, and he believes everything I say. I never know I am such a good liar until I know him. I know I am mean, but he is so funny I cant resist.
I wonder how long will it take for him to see through my lies. =)
He is so easy to tease, and he believes everything I say. I never know I am such a good liar until I know him. I know I am mean, but he is so funny I cant resist.
I wonder how long will it take for him to see through my lies. =)
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Talking to myself
Someone told me that because I always talk to myself, I am a weirdo.
Subconsciously, I have the habit to talk to myself when I am alone, whether when I am walking home from the mrt station, in my room or showering. My friends always chided me for talking to myself because it gives them a scare when I do that.
I cannot remember how it started, but I know for sure that I do that really frequently.
Me1 : 在想什么？
Me2 : 在想 project 会不会做不完？ 做不完我就死定了。
Me1 : 不用担心。没那么严重。
Me2 : 真的吗？ 好烦啊。
Me1 : 烦也没用，好好休息一下吧。
or...
Me1 : 在想什么？
Me2 : 想他。
Me1 : 有什么好想的，都过去了。
Me2 : 他为什么要这样对我？
Me1 : 可能他也不想的。
As you may see, I have the habit of voicing out my fears, then talk myself into relaxing. Is that really that weird?
According to some pages I found off google, I seem to be quite normal. Read this, or this. Apparently a lot of ppl do that, just that they dont consciously remember it.
But well, I dont want to scare people. I think I will be more discreet from now on.
Subconsciously, I have the habit to talk to myself when I am alone, whether when I am walking home from the mrt station, in my room or showering. My friends always chided me for talking to myself because it gives them a scare when I do that.
I cannot remember how it started, but I know for sure that I do that really frequently.
Me1 : 在想什么？
Me2 : 在想 project 会不会做不完？ 做不完我就死定了。
Me1 : 不用担心。没那么严重。
Me2 : 真的吗？ 好烦啊。
Me1 : 烦也没用，好好休息一下吧。
or...
Me1 : 在想什么？
Me2 : 想他。
Me1 : 有什么好想的，都过去了。
Me2 : 他为什么要这样对我？
Me1 : 可能他也不想的。
As you may see, I have the habit of voicing out my fears, then talk myself into relaxing. Is that really that weird?
According to some pages I found off google, I seem to be quite normal. Read this, or this. Apparently a lot of ppl do that, just that they dont consciously remember it.
But well, I dont want to scare people. I think I will be more discreet from now on.
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Movie: Dead Silence
After a late night show yday, I caught another one today, Dead Silence.A friend whom had already watched the show commented that it is not that interesting, but I personally thought it wasnt that bad.
The plot was not difficult to understand, and it is one of the better horror shows from the america that I'd watched.
The suspense of the show is highly strummed and the male lead is very good looking!! Hhahaah.
If you are looking for a show to pass some time away, this is one that you may want to consider.
Movie: 881
After much arranging, I finally got to watch 881. There isnt an official website as far as I googled, but you can get more information from the director's blog direct I guess.
The show revolves around getais, and how two friends, played by mindee ong and yeo yann yann, aspire to be getai singers but are not too talented, until they were blessed by the "fairy godmother".
The show is quiet & noisy, solemn & comical, down to earth & fantasy all at the same time. It is so ironical, yet it is so sensible at the same time too.
The mood of the show is built on how the late Chen Jin Lang loves the getai and said that he wants to live and die on the stage if possible. The 'little papaya' in the show eventually died, and it kind of echoed how CJL bonds himself the the getais.
With that, the atmosphere is mainly depressing and it won tears out of me. But the computer effects that were used to protray the fantasy aspects of the show are very obsolete, and it had me rolling my eyes so hard that it nearly dropped out.
But the costumes and the songs of the show are very nice and I absolutely love the theme song, Yi Ren Yi Ban by Wu Jia Hui.
The show is worth a watch, so catch it and support the local talents! =)
The show revolves around getais, and how two friends, played by mindee ong and yeo yann yann, aspire to be getai singers but are not too talented, until they were blessed by the "fairy godmother".The show is quiet & noisy, solemn & comical, down to earth & fantasy all at the same time. It is so ironical, yet it is so sensible at the same time too.
The mood of the show is built on how the late Chen Jin Lang loves the getai and said that he wants to live and die on the stage if possible. The 'little papaya' in the show eventually died, and it kind of echoed how CJL bonds himself the the getais.
With that, the atmosphere is mainly depressing and it won tears out of me. But the computer effects that were used to protray the fantasy aspects of the show are very obsolete, and it had me rolling my eyes so hard that it nearly dropped out.
But the costumes and the songs of the show are very nice and I absolutely love the theme song, Yi Ren Yi Ban by Wu Jia Hui.
The show is worth a watch, so catch it and support the local talents! =)
Friday, August 24, 2007
Snatching mic
I dont understand how some people sing like fuck but like to snatch the mic. I always pick up the mic when someone choose a song and can't sing it, but I wont try to sing a background vocal for people.
I hate going to sing k with people whom hog one of the mics and try to sing along with every song.
Buay hiao zi dong.
I hate going to sing k with people whom hog one of the mics and try to sing along with every song.
Buay hiao zi dong.
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Clear card
I just got to know, from Angelique's blog, that the Citibank Clear Card now has no minimum income requirement. The CL is only $500, but in the first place I think I wont spend $500 in a given month unless I'd some planned shopping.
I am really interested in getting a Citibank card, but I guess I've no use for it. I am still madly in love with my uob mini debit card. =)
I am really interested in getting a Citibank card, but I guess I've no use for it. I am still madly in love with my uob mini debit card. =)
Tired arms
I hadnt been updating about my sculpture class since lesson 2, and suddenly it is already lesson 9!
I had been late for class for every single lesson because of the timing of the class. My work ends, (optimistically saying), at 6pm, and class starts at 6.30am. Unless I've some special teleport skills, it is impossible for me to make it on time.
But I hitched a ride from my pretty vendor yday, and ended up at class at 6.20pm, even earlier than the lecturer himself.
Ok I digressed.
My arms were super sore because yday we were to chisel away the plaster which was housing our resin sculpture. There were more steps to it, but I dowan to go into details in this entry. The plaster is conservatively estimated to be 1.5inch thick, enveloping the entire sculpture. And because we cannot really estimate when will we whack the plaster too hard and break our own sculpture in the effect of action, we had to chisel away little by little.
Rather, it was actually more of like finding weak points in the plaster by knocking on it with the tools, then once a hairline crack is developed, then I'll tap on it until the plaster breaks away from the sculpture.
Bloody hell, I think I dont make sense.
Anyway, because of all the hammering, my right arm is now very sore. It feels like a session of badminton, only worse because the entire arm is in pain, not just the section from the shoulder to the elbow.
Even my forearm hurts. And my wrist. And my left palm, because I hammered myself frequently, and with helluva strength.
Ouch.
I had been late for class for every single lesson because of the timing of the class. My work ends, (optimistically saying), at 6pm, and class starts at 6.30am. Unless I've some special teleport skills, it is impossible for me to make it on time.
But I hitched a ride from my pretty vendor yday, and ended up at class at 6.20pm, even earlier than the lecturer himself.
Ok I digressed.
My arms were super sore because yday we were to chisel away the plaster which was housing our resin sculpture. There were more steps to it, but I dowan to go into details in this entry. The plaster is conservatively estimated to be 1.5inch thick, enveloping the entire sculpture. And because we cannot really estimate when will we whack the plaster too hard and break our own sculpture in the effect of action, we had to chisel away little by little.
Rather, it was actually more of like finding weak points in the plaster by knocking on it with the tools, then once a hairline crack is developed, then I'll tap on it until the plaster breaks away from the sculpture.
Bloody hell, I think I dont make sense.
Anyway, because of all the hammering, my right arm is now very sore. It feels like a session of badminton, only worse because the entire arm is in pain, not just the section from the shoulder to the elbow.
Even my forearm hurts. And my wrist. And my left palm, because I hammered myself frequently, and with helluva strength.
Ouch.
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Monday, August 20, 2007
Childish leh!
A guy that I know of, just msn me to tell me that he will be deleting my number away since we have nothing to talk about.
He was offline by the time I saw the message, a mere 5 minutes late.
I dont really remember what I did to cause him to be so adamant to delete me from his phone list, and he is the first person whom ever did that and told me that he was doing it(I am taking the benefit of doubt that many people had deleted my number away).
But I do remember, our conversations (over the phone and over sms) dribble to a stop when he once asked me out for dinner, then he decided to cancel because he heard that I was going to do work at home, and didnt want to disturb me.
I told him it was okay, I have to go for dinner anyway, but he say we would arrange another time, no worries.
And so I say ok.
The same night, I went out to watch movies after doing drawings for the whole day. I began drawing since 10am and had worked all the way till 9pm (though of course my concentration level wasnt 100% all the time). I felt justified to go out for a movie, and off I went.
He smsed me to ask me how's my work coming, I told him I had done a fair bit and I was then out drinking coffee with friends.
(Ok, that wasnt the whole truth I admit. I was really drinking coffee with them then, but it was because the movie wasnt starting until 12am and we met up at 10.30pm. )
He said ok, and said the customary 'Enjoy yourself'.
My hp was in vibration mode, and I only saw his next message after I finished the movie, which was ard 2am. He said that he just reached home, and commented that he was tired, then in the same message, asked me whether my show was over. The sms was stamped 1.30am ++.
I replied, and told him no, and told him that I am going to catch a movie. (Another half-truth, because I was going to catch another movie. Haha. )
He then replied (and I could feel the daggers from the other side of the sms) "Ask you to go out you say dowan, then you go watch movie."
I am not a pushover by any means. I wasnt in the wrong and hence I dont fear speaking up. "KNS. I say it is ok to go for dinner but you say dowan, then now you blame me for going to watch movie."
Granted, I might had misinterpreted his sms in the first place, but who is he to rule my movements? From then we no longer sms each other as frequently, then we slowly send sms once every few days.
Hey, it is not I didnt try ok. Once he smsed me to ask me where I was going that night, being a friday night, I told him I was going drinking (the same night I puked, remember, haha). His sms length dropped from approx 2 screen pages to an "OK."
"Dont really feel like going, but boss jio, so have to go." I lamented.
"OK."
"So do you drink a lot?" I asked.
"No."
&%*^... how to continue conversation like that? So I scolded a few vulgarities beneath my breathe and went off for my lessons. Later that night, while I was at the pub after my lesson, he asked me whether I was still drinking.
I told him I'd just reached, and should be still hanging around for another couple of hours at least.
"OK."
Bloody 'OK' again. It was super irritating to receive such a reply, and I can complain a whole blog entry just on rude sms replies.
1 hour later, I decided to make peace, and smsed him, telling him that I was bored at the pub, haha. He replied and ask me why dont I leave.
But I couldnt. My boss is there and I cannot just walk out on a party he organised.
He replied "Too bad then. You chose it."
How much rudeness am I supposed to endure before I am allowed to blow up? I stopped sms-ed him altogether and ignored his sms. Now he sent me such a msn message, and I cant help but to think he is very childish.
Sigh. How old already. Why play this kind of friend/dont friend kind of stupid games?
He was offline by the time I saw the message, a mere 5 minutes late.
I dont really remember what I did to cause him to be so adamant to delete me from his phone list, and he is the first person whom ever did that and told me that he was doing it(I am taking the benefit of doubt that many people had deleted my number away).
But I do remember, our conversations (over the phone and over sms) dribble to a stop when he once asked me out for dinner, then he decided to cancel because he heard that I was going to do work at home, and didnt want to disturb me.
I told him it was okay, I have to go for dinner anyway, but he say we would arrange another time, no worries.
And so I say ok.
The same night, I went out to watch movies after doing drawings for the whole day. I began drawing since 10am and had worked all the way till 9pm (though of course my concentration level wasnt 100% all the time). I felt justified to go out for a movie, and off I went.
He smsed me to ask me how's my work coming, I told him I had done a fair bit and I was then out drinking coffee with friends.
(Ok, that wasnt the whole truth I admit. I was really drinking coffee with them then, but it was because the movie wasnt starting until 12am and we met up at 10.30pm. )
He said ok, and said the customary 'Enjoy yourself'.
My hp was in vibration mode, and I only saw his next message after I finished the movie, which was ard 2am. He said that he just reached home, and commented that he was tired, then in the same message, asked me whether my show was over. The sms was stamped 1.30am ++.
I replied, and told him no, and told him that I am going to catch a movie. (Another half-truth, because I was going to catch another movie. Haha. )
He then replied (and I could feel the daggers from the other side of the sms) "Ask you to go out you say dowan, then you go watch movie."
I am not a pushover by any means. I wasnt in the wrong and hence I dont fear speaking up. "KNS. I say it is ok to go for dinner but you say dowan, then now you blame me for going to watch movie."
Granted, I might had misinterpreted his sms in the first place, but who is he to rule my movements? From then we no longer sms each other as frequently, then we slowly send sms once every few days.
Hey, it is not I didnt try ok. Once he smsed me to ask me where I was going that night, being a friday night, I told him I was going drinking (the same night I puked, remember, haha). His sms length dropped from approx 2 screen pages to an "OK."
"Dont really feel like going, but boss jio, so have to go." I lamented.
"OK."
"So do you drink a lot?" I asked.
"No."
&%*^... how to continue conversation like that? So I scolded a few vulgarities beneath my breathe and went off for my lessons. Later that night, while I was at the pub after my lesson, he asked me whether I was still drinking.
I told him I'd just reached, and should be still hanging around for another couple of hours at least.
"OK."
Bloody 'OK' again. It was super irritating to receive such a reply, and I can complain a whole blog entry just on rude sms replies.
1 hour later, I decided to make peace, and smsed him, telling him that I was bored at the pub, haha. He replied and ask me why dont I leave.
But I couldnt. My boss is there and I cannot just walk out on a party he organised.
He replied "Too bad then. You chose it."
How much rudeness am I supposed to endure before I am allowed to blow up? I stopped sms-ed him altogether and ignored his sms. Now he sent me such a msn message, and I cant help but to think he is very childish.
Sigh. How old already. Why play this kind of friend/dont friend kind of stupid games?
Sibei Eng : Dictionary - Word of the Day
I am a sucker for vocabulary though I am really lacking in it. Whenever I remember, I will drop by to learn a few new words, with hope to impress guys. Whahahahaha.
Bask in the archives! =)
Bask in the archives! =)
Revenge
I dont understand my boss.
Why is she so persistent to pass the crap to me when she should be handling them herself? Yah, she is the boss, so she have all the right to pass work to me.
But at the same time, unfortunately, I have the right to prioritise my own work, and leave hers to later.
So what if she cant meet clients in time? Not my problem. Not like I only have her work to do and I am doing nothing else.
Why is she so persistent to pass the crap to me when she should be handling them herself? Yah, she is the boss, so she have all the right to pass work to me.
But at the same time, unfortunately, I have the right to prioritise my own work, and leave hers to later.
So what if she cant meet clients in time? Not my problem. Not like I only have her work to do and I am doing nothing else.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Mind
I have a conflicting personality as most people know.
我和谁都聊得来，我和谁都聊不来。
Sometimes I see myself as non-argumentative, while at other times I see myself as plain anti social. There are times when I insist on proving my innocence, then there are times when I dont even bother to speak even when I know I am correct.
Am I mind-fucking myself?
我和谁都聊得来，我和谁都聊不来。
Sometimes I see myself as non-argumentative, while at other times I see myself as plain anti social. There are times when I insist on proving my innocence, then there are times when I dont even bother to speak even when I know I am correct.
Am I mind-fucking myself?
Sunday, August 12, 2007
Movie : Rush Hour 3
Another movie I watched yesterday with my movie-crazed friends is Rush Hour 3.
*complains* can I not do a review on this movie? There's nothing I like about it!
Ok, forget it, let's make this a short one then. I am sure I can summarise everything in 100 words or less.
Rush Hour 3, obviously a sequel to RH1 and RH2, is pretty much your standard Jackie Chan movie. Kick flying up walls? Check. Funny conversation? Check. Lousy plot? Check. In the one and half hour show, I was only admiring the Eiffel Tower and it's beautiful lights, and none of Chris Turner's stupid lines.
I actually found him funnier in the bloopers than in the show, which probably means that the scriptwriters have a really common range of humour, because, granted, the rest of the audience were laughing like crazy.
Of course I caught each of their jokes, it is just some of them stinks so bad I think we need air refresherner in the theater. But maybe my sense of humour is more warped than your standard movie companion, I dont want to put the movie down too much either.
And speaking of movie companion, I was really tempted to elbow the woman sitting to my right yesterday. Someone please put her through movie etiquette class, starting from "I shant laugh so shrilly in theaters at every scene." It was a nightmare sitting beside her, and I guess she contributed to the hate factor I had for the show.
*complains* can I not do a review on this movie? There's nothing I like about it!Ok, forget it, let's make this a short one then. I am sure I can summarise everything in 100 words or less.
Rush Hour 3, obviously a sequel to RH1 and RH2, is pretty much your standard Jackie Chan movie. Kick flying up walls? Check. Funny conversation? Check. Lousy plot? Check. In the one and half hour show, I was only admiring the Eiffel Tower and it's beautiful lights, and none of Chris Turner's stupid lines.
I actually found him funnier in the bloopers than in the show, which probably means that the scriptwriters have a really common range of humour, because, granted, the rest of the audience were laughing like crazy.
Of course I caught each of their jokes, it is just some of them stinks so bad I think we need air refresherner in the theater. But maybe my sense of humour is more warped than your standard movie companion, I dont want to put the movie down too much either.
And speaking of movie companion, I was really tempted to elbow the woman sitting to my right yesterday. Someone please put her through movie etiquette class, starting from "I shant laugh so shrilly in theaters at every scene." It was a nightmare sitting beside her, and I guess she contributed to the hate factor I had for the show.
Movie : Flashpoint
I watched, in anticipation, of Donnie Yen's latest kung fu show to his name, Flashpoint.
Dubbed as the show where he had suffered the most injuries during the filming, I was expecting a show that would be more packed with actions.
Also, being a sucker for great choreographed scenes, it was disappointing to see how the director prefers the camera to pan around, following the movements of the fists closely, while the audience cannot see any of the kicks rendered, or the swift blocks by the elbow, and etc.
The storyline is very typical and simple, but at least it makes better sense, as compared to Invisible Target. Louis Koo plays a undercover cop who was discovered by the triad leaders that he was following, and Donnie Yen, the 'firecracker' cop, wants to protect Louis and his gf.
Nothing to rave about, but at least it is very clear cut.
Donnie Yen displayed a hybrid of martial arts in the show, but I still must say that the choreographed moves are not very impressive, save from some mid-air kicks, and rapid fists. But in comparison the Invisible Target, it is not half as interesting, and didnt had me sitting at the edge of my seat.
There's plenty of taewondo moves, and standard wu shu, and I thought I saw some kickboxing and wrestling as well, but sorry to say, it didnt make me want to stay awake through the show.
And, like in the attached image, Donnie is the one in charge of the fighting, and Louis the one being a injured cop. His character in the show is important, but his presence is much redundant. It might as well been Jay Chow standing there, since there's no acting seen from him in the show.
If you are approaching the cinema tomorrow and you still have a choice between Invisible Target and Flashpoint, I would still say, go for IT!
Dubbed as the show where he had suffered the most injuries during the filming, I was expecting a show that would be more packed with actions.
Also, being a sucker for great choreographed scenes, it was disappointing to see how the director prefers the camera to pan around, following the movements of the fists closely, while the audience cannot see any of the kicks rendered, or the swift blocks by the elbow, and etc.The storyline is very typical and simple, but at least it makes better sense, as compared to Invisible Target. Louis Koo plays a undercover cop who was discovered by the triad leaders that he was following, and Donnie Yen, the 'firecracker' cop, wants to protect Louis and his gf.
Nothing to rave about, but at least it is very clear cut.
Donnie Yen displayed a hybrid of martial arts in the show, but I still must say that the choreographed moves are not very impressive, save from some mid-air kicks, and rapid fists. But in comparison the Invisible Target, it is not half as interesting, and didnt had me sitting at the edge of my seat.
There's plenty of taewondo moves, and standard wu shu, and I thought I saw some kickboxing and wrestling as well, but sorry to say, it didnt make me want to stay awake through the show.
And, like in the attached image, Donnie is the one in charge of the fighting, and Louis the one being a injured cop. His character in the show is important, but his presence is much redundant. It might as well been Jay Chow standing there, since there's no acting seen from him in the show.
If you are approaching the cinema tomorrow and you still have a choice between Invisible Target and Flashpoint, I would still say, go for IT!
Thursday, August 09, 2007
Feel like dying
I am feeling shitty.
I drank only half a glass of vodka green tea, and I'd vomited.
The last time I actually drink was like 2 mths ago, and I know I cant drink like I use to. But I didnt expect it to be that bad.
On the cab journey home, I already felt nauseous, but I dabbed shang piao you to my wrist and held it to my nose the whole trip. I even forced myself to sing along to the song playing on the radio to distract myself.
The moment I stepped out of the cab, I walked 3 steps to the grass patch beneath my block, and began vomiting. I think the cab driver loves me lots.
*Weak laugh*
I drank only half a glass of vodka green tea, and I'd vomited.
The last time I actually drink was like 2 mths ago, and I know I cant drink like I use to. But I didnt expect it to be that bad.
On the cab journey home, I already felt nauseous, but I dabbed shang piao you to my wrist and held it to my nose the whole trip. I even forced myself to sing along to the song playing on the radio to distract myself.
The moment I stepped out of the cab, I walked 3 steps to the grass patch beneath my block, and began vomiting. I think the cab driver loves me lots.
*Weak laugh*
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
Quite dead
After working on the stupid construction drawings for 2 weeks, I finally finished it yesterday evening. While there are bound to be changes here and there later (probably today even) I am just plain glad that at least one entire set is completed and ready to be printed.
It is different finishing it, showing to the client then make changes under revision 1, than to keep getting stuck at revision 0, changing repeatedly because the boss keeps changing her mind.
As much as I try to, it is impossible to keep up with her changes. I can do the drawings over the weekend, finishing it to 80%, then came back to office on monday to hear her tell me that she had changed the layout (again! for the 81371th times) and I have to redraw the drawings.
(I seldom edit drawings because I am not good at correction. I rather start afresh so that my mind is not influenced by the last drawing. Hence I redo work all the time.)
From 80%, my completion dropped to 50% or 60% upon a nonchalant decision of hers. Ok, maybe it isnt nonchalant, but I am angry ok! Give me a break.
Every time she said that, I would go silent, give her a blank look then forced myself to cheerfully ask her where's to be changed. I redo my work, and creep slowly to the 65% mark, then 70% mark, then 75% mark, then 80% mark and finally pushed myself a little bit more and finished up to 85%.
Just when I thought I have only 15% left for the next day, I called it a day and return home, then the next morning, while she is still not in even up to 11am, I pushed another 5% and gleefully looked forward to popping champagne when the last 10% is settled.
Then she came in to work and tell me, "I've changed layout."
*Cues thunder*
She is doing a lot of work herself, and I am not saying that she is dumping all the work on me. But because I am only taking instructions from her and assisting her on this project, sometimes it gets impossible to finish work because she cannot conclude on what she wants.
Try as I might, there's only so much prediction skills I have, and I cannot do much about her making changes every other hour when she work on her layout layers.
I still think that drawings should be done by the designer who designed it, but who am I to say anything? But no two designers can have the same mind to design a same project, because if there are two such persons, one of them neednt be around at all, for all designers are meant to be different.
Then how is it possible for me to input my design and match her design to a T at the same time?
Sigh. Ridiculous.
It is different finishing it, showing to the client then make changes under revision 1, than to keep getting stuck at revision 0, changing repeatedly because the boss keeps changing her mind.
As much as I try to, it is impossible to keep up with her changes. I can do the drawings over the weekend, finishing it to 80%, then came back to office on monday to hear her tell me that she had changed the layout (again! for the 81371th times) and I have to redraw the drawings.
(I seldom edit drawings because I am not good at correction. I rather start afresh so that my mind is not influenced by the last drawing. Hence I redo work all the time.)
From 80%, my completion dropped to 50% or 60% upon a nonchalant decision of hers. Ok, maybe it isnt nonchalant, but I am angry ok! Give me a break.
Every time she said that, I would go silent, give her a blank look then forced myself to cheerfully ask her where's to be changed. I redo my work, and creep slowly to the 65% mark, then 70% mark, then 75% mark, then 80% mark and finally pushed myself a little bit more and finished up to 85%.
Just when I thought I have only 15% left for the next day, I called it a day and return home, then the next morning, while she is still not in even up to 11am, I pushed another 5% and gleefully looked forward to popping champagne when the last 10% is settled.
Then she came in to work and tell me, "I've changed layout."
*Cues thunder*
She is doing a lot of work herself, and I am not saying that she is dumping all the work on me. But because I am only taking instructions from her and assisting her on this project, sometimes it gets impossible to finish work because she cannot conclude on what she wants.
Try as I might, there's only so much prediction skills I have, and I cannot do much about her making changes every other hour when she work on her layout layers.
I still think that drawings should be done by the designer who designed it, but who am I to say anything? But no two designers can have the same mind to design a same project, because if there are two such persons, one of them neednt be around at all, for all designers are meant to be different.
Then how is it possible for me to input my design and match her design to a T at the same time?
Sigh. Ridiculous.
Monday, August 06, 2007
Sunday, August 05, 2007
Movie: The Secret
We actually went from one theatre to another at 3am in the morning to catch 不能说的秘密. Tell me my friends and I are 疯狂 or not la!
The show, directed by Jay Chou himself, is pretty much an movie to showcase himself. During any promotions of the movie, the focus was always on jay himself and I hadnt heard much about the story line at all.
But the story has a clever twist to it, something that you will never expect seeing how it was never mentioned. I walked into the cinema expecting the show to be too nondescript, but it was better than I could expect.
(Is it a case of low expectations = better enjoyment?)
Jay's acting still leaves me going =_=" but the acting of anthony wong still saves the day, making the show still good enough to watch. But anthony's scenes in the movie are very limited, but I guess it is better than retching throughout the show.
But what's worth of the ticket price is all the scenes of various people, jay especially, playing the piano wonderfully. Catch the show if you like jay and music! =)
The show, directed by Jay Chou himself, is pretty much an movie to showcase himself. During any promotions of the movie, the focus was always on jay himself and I hadnt heard much about the story line at all.
But the story has a clever twist to it, something that you will never expect seeing how it was never mentioned. I walked into the cinema expecting the show to be too nondescript, but it was better than I could expect.(Is it a case of low expectations = better enjoyment?)
Jay's acting still leaves me going =_=" but the acting of anthony wong still saves the day, making the show still good enough to watch. But anthony's scenes in the movie are very limited, but I guess it is better than retching throughout the show.
But what's worth of the ticket price is all the scenes of various people, jay especially, playing the piano wonderfully. Catch the show if you like jay and music! =)
Movie: Invisible Target
I watched 男儿本色 yesterday with 3 friends, after a whole lot of discussions that started since wednesday.I'd saw the trailer once on the big tv screen outside lido when I was in a taxi, and I was anticipating it since then.
The show is fast paced, with fighting actions every other minute. Between them, there's also some comical lines thrown in randomly by the different actors.
But the storyline is not very convincing. I can understand Nicholas's character vow to get the baddies because his fiancee was killed, and Jaycee is just a naive cop who thinks the world is perfect and hence baddies must be caught.
Shawn? He wants them arrested because he was humiliated by them. What kind of rationale is that?
But bypassing that, lasting 2 hrs, it is a show that is worth all $9.50 of your money because of all the injuries nicolas tse suffer from the show.
But my friends and myself agreed that there's TOO MANY glass shattering scenes. And the story line is quite silly, and nicholas tse's acting of him telling wu jing how his fiancee had died in the course of wu jing's crime is simply lousy.
Still, on a general whole, the show is still worth your watch. Catch it before it ends its showing in the cinema.
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
Evil
Do you know I am a wicked person?
No, you probably do not know that, because I am a person whom learnt how to disguise my emotions since I was young.
I appear to be all amicable, but no one really understand the monster lurking under the smiling facade.
I lament on others facing me with a false front, but I came to realise that I've since adopted the same to face others.
You dont know how wicked I am, do you?
No, you probably do not know that, because I am a person whom learnt how to disguise my emotions since I was young.
I appear to be all amicable, but no one really understand the monster lurking under the smiling facade.
I lament on others facing me with a false front, but I came to realise that I've since adopted the same to face others.
You dont know how wicked I am, do you?
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