It's in the name

Did I choose to mindlessly deliberately (lol) copy&chop up the name of a well-known book series? (Which I must say, is interesting, but not enough to grab my attention to donate my precious time for the 7)

Oh what a coincidence!

The name came to me subconsciously, say what you want, but that's that.

I was thinking 5 years ago;

• Yeah, I get lucky at times..but how often am I actually happy?
• I'm not exactly disaster-prone either
• 70% of the time I'm manic-depressive, not to the point of wall-head banging
• I'm a Wednesday child, but woe isn't exactly me
• I'm not the first thought that comes to ppl's minds on the word 'happy'
• My good things happen, the bad things happen more...but they rarely do obstruct the former..sometimes

Tadah. The simplicity, not mod, not minimalist, not pompous. Just me, 'the words can't seem to come to mind'. My life is fortunate, but not so exactly. Ambiguity. Lalalalalala. (Or maybe I might have heard/read/seen it somewhere subconsciously. wahahaha)

Speaking of luck, I finally booked a spot in the Bratz, a young journalist programme held by The Star @ one-way-internship-ticket & your only chance to get a job as a columnist. The minimum age requirement is 16 and the oldest; 19. The master of procrastinator had waited & waited to turn 16 for her chance and continued waiting till the last moment; 19.

Am I treasuring a moment I once held on a pedestal of sorts? Hmm, writing is a forte, but not exactly a passion...it's the things I write about. Impurity...heh, sorry oh-countless-newsletters, I'm a fake 'writer'.

Dimmer, slightly, lightly

I haven't been doing much for myself lately. (except daily shopping sprees). While old peers are shining brightly with many things to their names, I have been brought down to the status of working-class; the boredom, the routine, mundane. It must be getting to my head as I actually look forward to go to work each day.

So I compensated for my evil deed (hah) by going on a shopping spree at Pay Less Books. (still....most of the books I buy are craft books..I'm almost ignoring literature...)

Mamak Talk #1

A friend had a little chat with me today. She's always the kind that puts down everything you do as useless or 'ma-fan', but with no malicious intent whatsoever. Just like a big sis.

Usual lunch time at 4pmish...the banter would always be about finding part-time jobs, internships, scholarships, relationships, fake friendships and ugh, no more ships please. (The pun CANNOT be avoided). When I get a say in my social lifestyle, she often just brings out her own in comparison. But this time she surprised me by showing her unhidden disapproval of my open-mindedness. And everytime I try to rebut saying this was how I brought myself up (& that mother has given up on me a long time ago), she tells me that if I want to work in a professional field, I must watch my reputation and keep up a good lifestyle, that I must not be so unconventional, and open-minded. Otherwise, I'll scare all the (laugh) good guys away and end up in shambles.

Alright, what made her blow off? I told her that I wanted to start an open-relationship with a boy who's probably looking for the same sort of thing, since he's been asking from early 2007. Well, her tastes in men is completely different from mine...I don't care how much he earns, (as long as he earns something decent enough to support his own life), I don't want him to spend me, (I'm fine by myself, thank you), and I sure as hell don't give a damn about his social status. All I looked for if I were to settle down, is someone who can hold intellectually stimulating conversations at any time given. Bukan cakap kosongs 24/7. (Not that the above-mentioned boy could, but a play doesn't hurt, does it ;) )

Well, she gawked at the last sentence, and gave up (for the 1st time!) by just nodding her head to anything more I had to say. Now! The chance to defend myself! Different people, different lifestyle, different job field and personality. THAT'S ALL.

I was stopped by the mamak gesture of shooing us away by wiping tables beside us vigorously. Goodbye good riddance.

You can't really see it though.

Wanted to dye my hair green, booked an appointment at Wings Salon, whose owner is Vinxx. (Gee, how creative can they get already?)

Mother threw a hissy fit on why I should go back to my old hairstylist in Kajang who's been doing my hair since 10. So to appease her, I went along with her about 2 hours before my appointment time.

Not that I have anything against her, but something tells me that a home-operating hairstylist whose customers mostly compromise of old aunties & homemakers would not have the colour I want.

Parked outside her house. Heart beating fast

Went into the hairstyling room anticipation,
fear

"Do you have this colour?" The moment of life &
death

"Nah, it's not popular in my salon.." Victory!!!

Quick! Hide that triumphant smile before she sees it!

Oh, no...too late. She caught it. Wow, what a scowl.

:P

First fitting

I grilled the sewing machine just minutes before I departed to FACT again...& what a disappointment..it seems that's I'm the only one who's got more than 50% of my garment completed. Well, there was this other girl..who had to change the whole colour of her outfit....



They had the whole tv crew from AXN/Animax come over to do interviews & walkthroughs ala Project Runway with Bill Keith acting as Tim Gunn of some sort..that guy's hilarious..we all know he sways the other way, so he used that to bully the cameraman...but I don't think that's appropriate for national TV..haha, but you should have been there..

Sneak preview of my design

I wanted to use umbrella spokes in the design, but Bill said since my outfit is already feminine, well, he just doesn't want Rachel to look like an insect. Oh, have I mentioned? Rachel, my model is the daughter of Lewre owner! Woohoo! Free shoes!

I made a few friends... most of them are fashion students... well, I thank them for being extremely patient with this noob in fashion. One taught me how to do a choker..another cute guy taught me how to do ruffles. He's so cute! Well, Bill puts on mascara but this one looks much better with it, you could just pinch his cheeks...I envy him, he's so natural on camera. I can't..I become a bit woody, like Daniel Radcliffe's or Keanu's.

By the way, you can still vote for my design..3RD Row, 3RD column..just register once, & vote for me! Well...they said you can vote only once, but I've tried the system & I've already voted 3 times for myself..(hehehehe, kiasuness)

http://www.animax-asia.com/fashion-ability/vote-step1.asp

Bothways halfway done

Why am I here? I've got a visit from Mr. Procrastinator again.

I got the skirt...the petals look a bit..too curly..had to iron them down. I guess it's my fault that I told her to sew the edges like a tudung...so everything curled inwards..other than that, it looks lovely. Too girly in fact, I had to change the whole outlook from Gothic Lolita to kawaii- impish girl..sigh..

I'm working on the top...I tried to take the shortcut way by folding all the cloth like a fan and sew it directly on the corset..but I got stopped in time by my mother...Oh well...we'll see what I can come up with in 15 hours flat. First fitting's at 2pm..and I'll be making another trip to Kamdar first thing in the morning to get some more tulle, organza, silk & chiffon.

Oh JOY!

Alright! My design has been posted up on the website!

http://www.animax-asia.com/fashion%2Dability/vote-step1.asp

Click on the link to see it! The 3RD ROW, 3RD COLUMN! The one with the orange hair, blue butterfly top, & the purple petal skirt!

Well, I managed to get a sari seamstress to make the puffed out skirt for me, since she had some experience in making concert outfits for kindergarden kids...like a Spanish Flamenco dress.

I'm doing the top myself, with mixtures of batik, feathers..all sorts of stuff...It's gonna be much more complicated than the drawing you see at the website....more gothic. Anyway, spare some time to register once & vote for me =)

Come give your support at the event 18th August at OU 2pm-8pm to see my creation come alive! MUAHAHAHAHA~ =P

Never changed

It will be my horrifying Computing test in 10 hours time & I, as usual, flirting with time; am dilly-dallying around with the computer. Well, it's related, see..not that I'm using it now for the actual test. Heck, why should there be a written test for IT? They should've just put our faces smack on the moniter & get us to type some things out. I'll screw up the test anyway, so why bother typing this out? Oh..of course, just to please Mr.Procastination, my current best friend.

Why the hell am I studying computing anyway? Alright, it did help me in the sense that I am now equipped with the basic knowledge of MS office stuff. But what I really need is how to use Media based stuff; Publisher, Adobe shit..etc.

Sigh, I really do miss literature...but I rarely have the time to dilly-dally with you anymore...or is it maybe because I chose not to?