Barffie The Whine Connoisseur

Yeah
After a few months of dry spell
I finally went clubbing at Newsroom Bar again…
And oh.
The manager “spotted” me to go for the Bar Top Competition heats!
WTFWTFWTF!!!!!
I’m too fat to be a good bartop dancer anyway.
I am NOT gonna wiggle my cellulite up on the platform for the whole world to see lor.

Dancing in itself is an enjoyment for me,
those who’ve seen me dance in clubs before should know…
It’s about moving in sync with the music
flinging your hands and arms and twisting your body in the right moments and angles to let others feel the song and the rythmn through your body…
I am not cooking up any excuse for my slutty moves up on the platform and the POLE (yes that’s last night),
but seriously it wouldn’t make sense to dance like a robot if they were playing “Horny”… o_O
Or to dance slinky to “That Thing You Do”…
Or Ah Go Go to “Crazy Like This”… ;p

For competitions, nah when the spotlight’s on me,
I won’t be able to perform.
End of story.
Alot of you guys from Poly should know I suffer from stage fright. ;p

I don’t know how people can dance to songs like Linkin’ Park’s “In The End” and Bon Jovi’s “It’s My Life”…
Those are not danceable in anyway!

But alot of Singaporeans have a knack in dancing and grooving the same way
for every genre of music.
This is apparant in the clubs that play Top 40, Retro and the like…

Oh Well. SO THERE!

A trip to Kino rekindled my interest in the arts.
I am no painter or fine artist-wannabe…
but reading up on art history have always been an old “hobby”.

*flashback to sec sch*
The geeky me sitting down on the floor of National Library,
and flipping through thick pages of art history books…
I started with the 20th Century Art Book,
huge colourful cover that screams READ ME!!!!!

Of course I started out with the major movements like Cubism and Fauvism,
the Pablo Picasso, the Henri Matisse…
Pop Art: the Andy Warhol, the Roy Lichtenstein…
Then it was Surrealism (and Salvador Dali) and Dadaism
Impressionism – of Claude Monet and Vincent Van Gogh,
the latter being an Expressionist as well?
Then earlier in time as the huge Renaissance movement,
with the likes of Leonardo Da Vinci, Rapheal, Michelangelo
(not pointing out the Ninja Turtles HUH!)

The artist I have discovered?
Gustav Klimt!

Here are some pictures…

The most famous “The Kiss”

Water Serpeants II

Judith I

Danae

Hygieia (From Medicine)

Pallas Athene (the patron goddess for the Secession “museum” in Vienna)

Note the use of gold applique, more apparant in the last photo…
Anyway the pictures doesn’t do it justice.
Came out all the gold all flat and stuff.
I think I would love to see them for real in Austria one day.
DAMN.

It’s been the pits this whole time.

My relationship is going to hell,
my career is toppling over the cliff any moment…

I’m glad to have friends and colleagues and family members who still care
and who are still there to offer all sorts of comforting zones
for me to fall back on…

At times like this, such little things mean so much.
A little shred of concern can warm half your day…
This is the way I am and always will be,
when people treat me well,
I’ll try my best to offer my help, concern, and everything…

By offering myself, those can be such fulfilling moments.
(Maybe I can try doing volunteer job…=p )

Yeah it can be saddening that alot of the times,
people just care about their own feelings, and none for others.
And when help comes your way, people gobbles it up instantly.

Things happen for a reason,
it’s just whether you accept it or not… Isn’t it?

I am currently stuck with the trying-to-please-everyone-syndrome…
Strangely tired of people nowadays.

“The storm is building.
The kite is hanging by a thin thread,
and if the boy doesn’t hold it tight enough,
and reel it back right now,
the wind will take it away very soon.”

No mood for anything now =(

17th Sept Friday – MC and MW finally announced their “merger”.

18th Sept Sat – 23rd birthday celebration with my promo colleagues…

Very very sweet of them to carry on with the party, despite the situation…
We had a good last gathering (hopefully not the last),
playing mahjong, watching monkeys swimming on TV,
playing Disney monopoly with the kiddos,
playing daidee with terrorist deck, bitching about SP and BK…

Hweekoon made some topshell dish, we had yummy chicken cutlet and pasta,
cake from BreadTalk, giant curry puffs from Danny, Smirnoff vodka by Harry…
They gave me vouchers from Taka… =)~~~~

Alain and his white white pristine house,
for fear of dirt and grime… ;p
Damn funny to see him wipe and wash everything after we used the sink and stuff…

I guess next party’ll be at Harry’s,
he might be going to National Geographic in HongKong soon… =(

I’ll miss them terribly.
Very much.

The news is out.
There’s going to be some sort of merger between Mediacock and Media-Dun-Works.
Well much speculation and low-morale shit has been going around,
and everyone is thinking of plan B now.
Like switching lines, or maybe just migrate.

Everyone tells me,
I have little to worry about because YOUTH is my biggest asset.
But how many 3 years can I gamble with?

No doubt I did acheive something in this 3 years,
but to give it up now to switch to another industry is a waste.
Moreover, I have lost alot of faith in the media industry,
at least for Singapore alone.

Plan B for Media Industry:
1. Other smaller scale production houses
2. Digital Imaging
3. Video Editor
4. Singer (Ya ya… go pull some strings at Wei Song/Si Song’s side)
5. Dancer (Ya ya… bar top dancing at Kopitiams…)
6. Assistant Producer for Chinese Drama at P8.

My other possible considerations:
1. Events Management
2. Record Companies
3. Hospitality eg.Hotel Management, Club Med (But I need to know a 3rd language)
4. Streetwalker
5. Airport Check-In Staff (SIA having retrenchment right?)
5. …
4. …

Haven’t been sleeping properly lately.
Maybe this relationship thing is getting to me
in ways that I didn’t notice.

I started listening to those heartbreak-i-wanna-some-healing songs…

Or just whining about how important communication is in a relationship…
And even talking trash with my colleagues gets therapeutic,
on topics like the new upheaval in our department,
or the might-be merging of Mediacock and Media-Dun-Works…
Rumors, my boss says. Everyone of them.

Or I am just trying to procrastinate and put off work,
stating,”We are gonna lose our jobs anyway… Zho Simi Kang?”

Been applying the holistic concoction of “Eye Bright Gel”
containing some herbs and stuff,
which will supposedly reduce the swelling and “bruising” around the eyes…
But my eye bags same leh…

I guess it’s because I have been sleeping too late, too little…
And crying too much.

Seekee! Happy Birthday.

Managed to hold an EMAIL convo with him.
Managed to make some points across.
Managed to feel sad all over again.

How I wish sometimes we can go back in time,
so that we don’t have to see this side of each other?
We could still be great friends now.
Knowing him, he won’t be someone to stay in contact with the ex.

Almost. Just almost.

“I’ve tried so hard,
and gone so farrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
In the EEnnnnddd,
it doesn’t even mattteerrrr!”

—> In the End by Linkin’ Park

I can’t stop thinking of him.
And I can’t stop myself from being upset.

He’s angry with me for telling all to the world.
What he didn’t realise is,
I have left alot of other thoughts out of my blog.

*waves*
Hi thanks for visiting.

Anyway there is nobody after me.
I don’t have anybody else in my heart.
I just wish to work this out with you. =[