Barffie The Whine Connoisseur

Been doing the trailer for this Taiwanese rendition of the
classic love story, Butterfly Lovers…
With much struggle, I finally completed it…

With 2 butterflies constructed from Photoshop and
movements from After Effects,
they just look a tad spastic to me.
I think I badly need a revision on the basics of AE.

As for the jobs I am applying for,
BDA is one production company that does channel branding,
advertisements, and bla bla bla…
Mostly post-pro…
Therefore motion graphics skills must be wheeewooweet!

I wish I can have Dez’s graphic design sense.
He is a natural, considering he has an architecture background,
as well as being a graphic artist.

Sometimes I find myself cracking my head over the simplest layouts,
and cracking my head over the colors and elements that will enhance my work.
I need to be more siao onz ah…
Need more references and stuff.

Going to help Nelson in his dad’s production house,
doing editing and motion graphics for ads…
I guess it might be good exposure for me,
and also refreshing my “passion” for the media industry.

Found myself at the bottom of the pit sometime back,
hating every moment of my job,
except for lunch time, the nice and clean toilet,
and my Absolut Vodka bottle filled with chilled water.

When Harry gave me the contacts to this lobang,
I jumped for it,
knowing it’ll be an international, if not regional exposure.

And I know they won’t be as hard up for awards as MW huh.
I HOPE, really.I

I am pretty confident about this,
as the job scope is something that I am experienced in,
and being with some of the very graphic artists around,
can help me ascend into another WHEEEWOOOWEET! level in AE-ism!

The other application is for MTV Asia,
a very big name in the industry.
They are looking for someone more senior,
I wish my passion for music videos come in good use…
I HOPE!!!

Damn. I need a break.
I DO need a break.
Just a little overdrawn.

I am just being sincere in expressing who I love,
who I like, who I accept, and who I don’t give a shit about.

I am naturally nosey.
I am naturally noisy.
I am naturally very bitchy.

So?

At least I give people certain respect.
More people have problems with you,
rather than with me.

Yes. They are back to haunt me.
Even before the scars have healed.

But I wish K won’t be dragged into anything between all of us.
He’s a nice peaceful boy.
Who also needs time to settle his own issues.

Oh. So some people find me idiotic?
Do I care?
As much as I won’t wanna admit it,
I DO care.
Fortunately for me,
I no longer care about it as much as I used to.

Why lose sleep over people who find themselves oh-so-holy,
and people who got much less grip in life than I do?
At least,
I know what my purpose in life is.
Do you?
I dare you to speak up to me
when you find more meaning in life
other than material things to stroke your own frail ego.

However, I am damn glad to know people who are impartial
when it comes to friendships.
People who bother
and people who don’t blindly protect their friends.

I am so bloody glad.
Thank you raggie and darl.

Had a nice long session with the TP folks,
Cooking up a storm at one of the Marina South steamboat bbq place.
Getting our hands scalded by hot crazy oil splattering all over…
Taking pointless photographs of each other’s bloated stomachs.

I miss school.

Been writing Friendster testimonials for friends in IRC.
It’s all good,
because those that I bothered to write testimonials for,
are those that are worth the effort.
A little frivolous,
considering Friendster is a reason to look at strangers’ photos,
and marvelling at what people cook up for their occupation and affiliations…
Yet I feel these people deserve some truthful,
sincere pat on the back for being there for me when I needed some affirmation,
in my own silly way. Hee hee…

I am just unsure of myself sometimes,
but I am slowly adapting to the way people behave in IRC.
Some are nice and approachable,
some get really malicious.
I am slowly grasping the art of ignoring
and putting away what people would say about me.

I’m glad that there ARE people who can accept me,
as well as supporting me,
liking and appreciating me.

I am glad I am doing something right afterall.
Even though some people might not see things the same way I do,
but I will never be malicious to people whom I dislike anyway.
Doesn’t make my day better to screw someone else’s day isn’t it?

My life is moving on somewhere again.
Some job opportunities popping up here and there,
got my show reel ready with me,
and now I just need to update my resume a little,
and I am ready to fight for new ground, once more.

And claim the rightful pay for myself.
Yesh~

Good luck to myself,
and best of luck to friends who are exploring new territories as well.
We need alot of that nowadays.

i heard ravenelle’s boi proposed to her!!!
OMG OMG OMG!!!!!!

tt was so long ago when i basked in tt kinda feeling.

but congrats!!!!!!!!
WOOT WOOT
TELL US HOW HE DID IT!!!!!!!!!!!
THE SINGAPOREAN WAY???? >>> “let’s go buy a flat”

*ballistic*

Hi all who bothered to read up on my BOOOOOOOORING life.
anyway my computer is kinda fucked.
so while i do something about it,
you guys get to read MORE boring stuff about my life.

latest updates:
1. applying for job for Bruce Dunlop & Associates as well as MTV Asia.
i guess my portfolio is kinda… more solid now. >:D

2. comp is screwed up the ass by stubborn/malicious/vengeful spyware.
remove them with care. best to use protection? *wink*

3. stumbled on mr s’s new blog.
why is he still obsessed with her??? get on with life!
oh maybe u can change ur blog address again. i don’t care.
tt shows how much i know u.
found it at first attempt. puiz!

4. gotten a little loud/ego/ott/obnoxious during a gathering with old TP folks.
erm hope my comments abt City Harvest Church din piss u new converts off.
but i guess i don’t need a religion, yet.
so we’ll see how it goes.
but it’s true tt all the money has been thrown into those OMGOMGOMG equipment!
some we don’t even have it at mediaworks!
we RENT it!

and i don’t mean to “show off” my promax certs.
just wanted something to talk about.
so i dug my file out of my bag n voila!
yeah. but i guess it’s a boost to mine portfolio. =
5. i am starting to REALLY like him.
one of his goofy grins is enough to wipe out the entire week’s pissed-off-ness.
one of his strong warm hugs is enough to make me go on for another week.
4 months down the road, and we r still a little unstable.
my paranoia is bound to chase him away sometimes.
see! paranoia at work! omg!

anyway, yes after all those things he did, i am still doubting him.
i am being so unfair?
i guess mr s’s hypocritical actions DID leave a scar on me…
apart from the crushed-self-esteem bit,
and the arms-being-huge bit,
i guess i am weary of guys who CLAIM to like me. -_-

Your Existing Situation
Avoids excessive effort and needs roots, security, and peaceful companionship.

Your Stress Sources
The tenacity and strength of will necessary to contend with existing difficulties has become weakened. Feels overtaxed, worn out, and getting nowhere, but continues to stand her ground. She feels this adverse situation as an actual tangible pressure which is intolerable to her and from which she wants to escape, but she feels unable to make the necessary decision.

Your Restrained Characteristics
Wants to broaden her fields of activity and insists that her hopes and ideas are realistic. Distressed by the fear that she may be prevented from doing what she wants; needs both peaceful conditions and quiet reassurance to restore her confidence.
Egocentric and therefore quick to take offense. Sensitive and sentimental, but conceals this from all except those very close to him.

Your Desired Objective
Feels the situation is hopeless. Strongly resists things which she finds disagreeable. Tries to shield herself from anything which might irritate her or make her feel more depressed.

Your Actual Problem
The tensions induced by trying to cope with conditions which are really beyond her capabilities, or reserves of strength, have led to considerable anxiety and a sense of personal (but unadmitted) inadequacy. Her inability to enforce her will causes her to over-react in stubborn defiance and by assigning to others all the blame for her own failures.

Ahz…

Color Quiz!

No names mentioned la > with reference to the previous post.

Just came back from a prata gathering of the old TP Vocal Club ppl.
Wasn’t too close to those people (I wasn’t too active in the club),
except Seekee, and Desiree,
whom I was close to during orientation abt…5-6 yrs back?

She looked different now that she lost quite a bit of weight,
and got her hair rebonded (she used to have really frizzy hair,
so thank gawd for rebonding yo…)…
Most importantly, she does look a little frail now.
She has been through quite a couple of operations in these few years.
The latest being the removal of her ovarian cysts,
one with a diameter of 12cm, the other, 8cm.
Glad she’s alright now.

She’s going to Brisbane to further her studies,
all the best to her, and her health especially.
Might visit her next year.

Which reminds me that Celine also had ovarian cysts removed from
her womb a few months ago.
The number of girls with such complications in their plumbing
so early in their lives seem to increase over time – and this worries me.

Now Desiree is advocating PAP smears for all girls over the age of 20.
Especially if you are sexually active.
A simple procedure,
but it can detect pre-cancerous cells and others.
Because more often than not,
when the insides start to hurt and make noise,
it’s usually quite mutated and gigantic and it’ll be too late.

Have you ever heard of ovarian cysts with teeth and hair? =|
Disturbing sight I believe.

Had my first PAP smear done in 2002,
it was the free health screening thing offered to my company from
Raffles Medical Group when it was still affiliated to us.
Very class, pleasant and professional place for an almost complete
health check up I would say.

However, I still find urine tests the most embarrassing of all.
Now that I have gone through 3 PAP smears in these 3 years… ;p
It’s not that traumatising anymore.
I am always blushing when I hand in the bottle of pee over to the nurse.
Every time. -_-

Let me try saying something about PAP smears.

First, you’ll have to take off your pants and undies…
Then, you’ll be spread eagle on the bed…
Then, the doc’ll insert this plastic thingy,
which will open up your vaginal opening,
which will expose your cervix.
And that is where the swab sample will be taken.

Alot of girls will be worried about the pain and stuff,
and especially about the risk of breaking the hymen…
AS IF there are alot of virgins over the age of 20 nowadays -_-
But hey, the hymen is just a flimsy membrane partially covering
the opening.
Oh well, but you won’t split into two la. -_-

Ok, now comes the last but most important part.
The doc will fish out something that looks vaguely like a mascara brush,
and insert into the above mentioned opening created by plastic thingy,
and he/she will scrap out a little of the stuff inside.
I actually felt more itch than pain…
And voila! There’s your PAP smear process.
Completed in less than 10 mins.

Just prepare yourself for the “trauma” of stripping in front of strangers.
Exposing your nether regions to them for scrutiny and handling.
But remember, they do this ALL the time,
it’ll be like looking for bags in the departmental stores or something. -_-

The anal region being probed by the doc’s finger,
however,
is another issue… :X

Damn. 5 more days to pay day.
(hey that rhymes)

I am horribly jealous.
Some girl in IRC is always flirting with him in the main.
And he, knowing I am quite unhappy about it,
still carry on playing with her.
One example:

[22:41] (K) any guy u like?
[22:41] (Bitch) no
[22:41] (Bitch) i like u only
[22:41] (K) why le
[22:41] (Bitch) *sHyz*
[22:41] * K blush
[22:42] (K) ai kia steady mai ?
[22:42] (Bitch) *bLusH*
[22:42] (K) kekekekekek

It’s only IRC, it’s only IRC, it’s only IRC.

I got myself an secret blog, buried in the depths of blogspot.
That will contain some of my darkest thoughts.

I am censoring myself,
so that you guys don’t need to listen to too much gory details.
Too much whining.
Too much emotional crap.