so this is totally unexpected.
was wondering why CRIS congrats me for the other day on facebook,
right after i posted, is feeling like a local in ipoh...
there i figured he was being funny with me after i wished me happy old age...
snigger~
lolz
then when JUSTIN sent an email out telling friends about his nomination... best fashion designer of the year...
i clicked... and saw my name there too... WOOTS.
now this is hilarious... how can i be better than CRIS?
none the less... sometimes it's not about talent itself right???
LOLZ~~~
YOU KNOW YOU LOVE ME~~~ CLICK AND VOTE BIACTHES!!!
Tongue In Chic's 2009 Style Awards
BEST STYLIST OF THE YEAR~~~
TO VOTE CLICK HERE!!!
... don't ask me what we get for winning... i didn't even know i was nominated... hahahahaha!
p/s feel free to vote hourly k... you can recast your votes every hour...
if i win... i buy you ice cream. heh.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
time flies
it's been a crazy month.
with so much to do. so little time.
there's basically no internet in the place i am living at in ipoh.
but yes, i do have my blackberry. ^.^
just been too lazy to update anything much.
got back 2 nights ago for an emergency shoot here in kl.
basically leaving again for ipoh in the next few hours. hatez.
and i basically... wanna write out, that...
my heart sank, when i saw my grandmother, using a tongkat.
looking so weak...
i am worried. i am scared.
even tho i keep telling myself, it's only natural.
that people will go. they will leave, eventually.
and that i should be ever so grateful that, she is illness free.
but yet, i fear one day she will leave.
sighs.
i just hope not any time soon.
with so much to do. so little time.
there's basically no internet in the place i am living at in ipoh.
but yes, i do have my blackberry. ^.^
just been too lazy to update anything much.
got back 2 nights ago for an emergency shoot here in kl.
basically leaving again for ipoh in the next few hours. hatez.
and i basically... wanna write out, that...
my heart sank, when i saw my grandmother, using a tongkat.
looking so weak...
i am worried. i am scared.
even tho i keep telling myself, it's only natural.
that people will go. they will leave, eventually.
and that i should be ever so grateful that, she is illness free.
but yet, i fear one day she will leave.
sighs.
i just hope not any time soon.
Monday, November 2, 2009
the day i became a road bully victim
to prevent 101 people asking me what happened,
i decided to just pen it down here.
no i did not get into an accident.
this barbaric malay male was just plain violent and brutal.
a serious anger management candidate.
we were on our way to the location at kampung baru for a shoot. i was tailing the prop van, fabian's car was behind, followed by peng. before we could turn into the 2 way road which had cars parked on the left and right, there was a red proton (don't remember what model but the plate was WMU 2364) which, apparently, according to Lynn (who drove the prop van) was unsure of which direction he was keen in heading, since no signal etc was shown (it was possible that he wanted to park the car).
so the van proceeded to move a bit, and a little more. then the red car decided to go forward as well. we were again in a standstill. we all waited patiently behind the van. however after several minutes, i was puzzled why is it so difficult for him to compromise. since there are more vehicles behind the van, and it's way easier for him to make way for us.
even a passerby was directing him to make way after a while. yet he did nothing (Lynn said at this point he was fuming mad). figuring that perhaps he could not see that there are other cars behind him, i decided to come out of the car to show like... HELLO there are vehicles behind?
very reluctantly he moved one side. and got down immediately to yell at Lynn's van. ignoring him, she drove past. but NATURALLY i will frown and make noise in my car... LOGICALLY those voice would only be heard, if you were in my car, windows weren't down. hence he SHOULD not have any idea what i am "mouthing" about. for all i could say i was singing a ROCK SONG. ^.^
(i didn't say bad stuffs la, just OMG WHY CAN'T YOU JUST MOVED JUST NOW!?)
anyhow after we go to the location, and more a less settled down. i decided to go back to the car to change into long pants, didn't want to donate blood at the location. that's when i spotted the red car, with his wife and kid in the car. and the driver was pissed mad, but he drove past. only to horror he then made a u-turn. came back. came down. confronted me. WHY I SHOUTED AT HIM EARLIER???
i asked what did i do? (bunifa hanifa sharifah latifah jackson style, ok not that diva la, if i did that, memang patut bashed. LOLZ). he said something along the line, that it's his territory, he has every right to move first. i was like HUH? then bashed me. on my face. -.-
in that split second i was tempted, where he was standing, near the drain which i had the chance to push him down. even for his size, i was capable of doing so. but i didn't. knowing it would have caused more drama.
his wife shouted 'dah la tu bang' and i decided to walk to set yelling for PENG~ (for jinxing me, that he WILL come back to bash me), no responds since i was parked kinda far away. he rushed to his car, wanting to speed off, i quickly took a glance at his car plate.
went back set, got Karen to drive me to the nearest police station to lodge a report.
my thoughts were, if he is a lelaki melayu terakhir then why would he run off so fast. i figured that he possibly didn't even know his fist would punch me. hence i decided, he needs anger management. seeing that he doesn't even know how to control his own... stupidity.
see doink now i have the upper hand, you hit me first. ^.^
will be seeing Insp. Chien soon to properly file the report. Hatez.
sorry for all the trouble. and drama. some might say it's stupid to fight with this uncivilized person. i just don't think it's right for people to think that they own the road. notorious malaysian ought to be thought a lesson. so i will make sure he gets his punishment! and my revenge. hehehehehehehe.
mmm if i weren't back at my car, i think my car would have gotten some damages instead. and that would make me VERY PUZZLED... so i guess in some ways thank god i was back there... -.-
i decided to just pen it down here.
no i did not get into an accident.
this barbaric malay male was just plain violent and brutal.
a serious anger management candidate.
we were on our way to the location at kampung baru for a shoot. i was tailing the prop van, fabian's car was behind, followed by peng. before we could turn into the 2 way road which had cars parked on the left and right, there was a red proton (don't remember what model but the plate was WMU 2364) which, apparently, according to Lynn (who drove the prop van) was unsure of which direction he was keen in heading, since no signal etc was shown (it was possible that he wanted to park the car).
so the van proceeded to move a bit, and a little more. then the red car decided to go forward as well. we were again in a standstill. we all waited patiently behind the van. however after several minutes, i was puzzled why is it so difficult for him to compromise. since there are more vehicles behind the van, and it's way easier for him to make way for us.
even a passerby was directing him to make way after a while. yet he did nothing (Lynn said at this point he was fuming mad). figuring that perhaps he could not see that there are other cars behind him, i decided to come out of the car to show like... HELLO there are vehicles behind?
very reluctantly he moved one side. and got down immediately to yell at Lynn's van. ignoring him, she drove past. but NATURALLY i will frown and make noise in my car... LOGICALLY those voice would only be heard, if you were in my car, windows weren't down. hence he SHOULD not have any idea what i am "mouthing" about. for all i could say i was singing a ROCK SONG. ^.^
(i didn't say bad stuffs la, just OMG WHY CAN'T YOU JUST MOVED JUST NOW!?)
anyhow after we go to the location, and more a less settled down. i decided to go back to the car to change into long pants, didn't want to donate blood at the location. that's when i spotted the red car, with his wife and kid in the car. and the driver was pissed mad, but he drove past. only to horror he then made a u-turn. came back. came down. confronted me. WHY I SHOUTED AT HIM EARLIER???
i asked what did i do? (bunifa hanifa sharifah latifah jackson style, ok not that diva la, if i did that, memang patut bashed. LOLZ). he said something along the line, that it's his territory, he has every right to move first. i was like HUH? then bashed me. on my face. -.-
in that split second i was tempted, where he was standing, near the drain which i had the chance to push him down. even for his size, i was capable of doing so. but i didn't. knowing it would have caused more drama.
his wife shouted 'dah la tu bang' and i decided to walk to set yelling for PENG~ (for jinxing me, that he WILL come back to bash me), no responds since i was parked kinda far away. he rushed to his car, wanting to speed off, i quickly took a glance at his car plate.
went back set, got Karen to drive me to the nearest police station to lodge a report.
my thoughts were, if he is a lelaki melayu terakhir then why would he run off so fast. i figured that he possibly didn't even know his fist would punch me. hence i decided, he needs anger management. seeing that he doesn't even know how to control his own... stupidity.
see doink now i have the upper hand, you hit me first. ^.^
will be seeing Insp. Chien soon to properly file the report. Hatez.
sorry for all the trouble. and drama. some might say it's stupid to fight with this uncivilized person. i just don't think it's right for people to think that they own the road. notorious malaysian ought to be thought a lesson. so i will make sure he gets his punishment! and my revenge. hehehehehehehe.
mmm if i weren't back at my car, i think my car would have gotten some damages instead. and that would make me VERY PUZZLED... so i guess in some ways thank god i was back there... -.-
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)