"trust is like a mirror, you can fix it if it's broken, but you can still see the crack in that mother-fucker's reflection."
you can let the sun in
Six billion smaller worlds on the bigger one.
Shoe salesmen and short-order cooks who look boring from the outside
- some have weirder lives than you.
Six billion stories, every one an epic,
full of tragedy and triumph,
good and evil,
despair and hope.
You and me - we aren’t so special, bro.
you can say something
you can enrich your mind
Adeline
Alvin
Angeline
Cashew
Dogget
Dionnie
Faith
Ian
Janice
Jas Cheng
Jing
Kitty
Marcus A.C
Natasha
Skye
Spanky
Suzy
Yubo
ZhiQuan
Alvin
Angeline
Cashew
Dogget
Dionnie
Faith
Ian
Janice
Jas Cheng
Jing
Kitty
Marcus A.C
Natasha
Skye
Spanky
Suzy
Yubo
ZhiQuan
you can read me again and again
you can thank them
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Friday, January 26, 2007, 1/26/2007 03:04:00 PM
omfg.i totally forgot bout my fried chicken.
fried chicken : the hurt has not been done. i'm still here to give u a shout-out. i know ur sick the past few days, i hope ur feeling better now. take care loads and i know u feel my pain, i feel ur pain. we are all pained. i'll see you soon, like super soon. can i still be your copy-writer?
be strong my chicken.
btw, how can someone who sleeps 8 hrs every night still be tired durin the day?
3 events in a day. omfg. i'm goin down.
Thursday, January 25, 2007, 1/25/2007 01:14:00 AM
I shouldn't be hard to find... I'll be the one with my big mouth moving;
my big words, saying nothing.
I hope you know
it's not my father's fault I'm such a bore,
and so afraid of everything.
I'm keeping inside; living in my mind;
hoping that the telephone don't ring
with, "It's all right... pain is universal, baby"
and worrying about what I'm going to sing.
I'm staying in, and saving up my energy.
I know my day is coming.
And when I find it, I will rewind it
(and play it over again a hundred times).
And when I hear it, I will not fear it
I will say it back again, and say, "I'm fine."
("Relief!..." "Relief!...")
"I'm fine."
tired and uninspired, the gloria record
1/25/2007 12:51:00 AM
i'm still not ready to come out of the hole yet. but i just had to be here to give some shout-outs.br: thank you for being my br. the empathy we have is just amazing and i think it's pretty rare to find someone who feels EXACTLY the way regardless each time we talk. coolios. good luck for your essay, you can finish on tuesday one la. then wed, we will have an amazing time, u know i know can liao.
syl: you are the best childhood buddy i have and will be k. dont fret bout ur thesis and ur lecturer for i think he's a bit of a twit to LEAVE YOU ALONE when he doesn't know u are actually a gem. then why NUS pay him so much for wad. u know my pain, i know ur pain, we same same but different. i'm not tryin to be encouraging here -.- but you can do it and don't stress so much. i am always here for you.
suzi: thank you for your shout-out, very subtle. but i caught it. thank you so much and i had fun on friday too. eh at least crumpled is in can. and ros, nice to see you too. vivo ur turf?
jing: thank you for your shout-out too. i know u feel my pain in a way and i really appreciate it. we will hang soon! a defo. ice cream k. pls do take care of yourself too.
gab / harv: muse rocks and i hope u 2 are doing ok.
everybody: we are all the same human in all our ways and all our pain.
Saturday, January 20, 2007, 1/20/2007 02:40:00 PM
i desperately need motivation.i'm supposed to be at my ex-mediacorp chalet, supposed to enjoy some sun,sand and sea (not that i like it but i deserve to), supposed to just have fun. not come back to work on a saturday, away from sentosa where my ex-colleagues are having fun. and god knows i haven't been on sentosa since. 5 or 6 years ago.
the hole i dug keeps getting deeper.
and it's not that i dont work hard during office hours, i probably don't work smart enough. and there's just this huge amount of work to do, to follow up. people expect this from me, from an agent, from a person, from a colleague. and i'm already trying my damnest to fulfill it. not only work, i also had to take shit from the cheebye whom i know she got her appraisal yesterday. i hope she got fucked upside down by irene.
u know what i learnt, never to trust anyone, always to draw a certain boundary between your artistes and yourself. they may seem nice, down to earth but after all, they always perceive that we are levels below them and the moment they see shit, they want us to clean up for them. i always knew it's a not a glamourous job despite me telling you some ra-ra events i've been to. however, to actually see shit happens upclose, you can't help feeling a certain way.
i like my job, i really do. it's just moments like these and all i crave for is just understanding, not judgement. now that my parents know how i feel, i do appreciate them further. but in some sick twisted way, i feel weird when they don't call that much, like they stopped caring.
i should be made the oxymoron idiot of the year.
for now, i am happy to wallow in this hole i created and i'll come out when i want to.
Sunday, January 14, 2007, 1/14/2007 08:40:00 PM
i'm feeling pissy.if my dad decides to use sarcasm on me one more time, i'll probably just scream and smack the shit out. in my head. but really, he using sarcasm on me is like telling me to listen to jpop for fun. which will of course never happen, for the latter part. i was working late in the office one day,clearing my shitty emails as i had lot of shit niz errands to run during the day. so my dad saw me on msn and he was like:
dad: where are you?
jasmine: in the office.
dad: not coming home?
jasmine: yea, soon, clearing work first.
dad: better sleep in office next time
jasmine: okay, next time.
dad: can u work smart.
jasmine: dad, if u want to nag at me, can u do it the next day cus i'm very tired and very busy to nag back
like wtf x million times right. just because i stayed quite late in the office 3 times last week doesn't equal to sarcasm. i know he cares but can he do without? -.-
another incident, which just happened actually (not on msn la)
jasmine: wah this food very nice leh! cus i am cold wet and hungry
dad: [laughs] ya cus u have been eating shitty food outside forever and coming home late, that's why.
jasmine: [WTF?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!] ya lor. but i'm still coming home late next week.
like wtf x million times.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY DAD?!!! I THINK HE GOT MAN.O.PAUSE. geddit. and right now, he's making fruit salad. i want to die can.
i'm feeling pissy.
talk bout a start to 2007. i had stomach flu on the 1st,2nd and 3rd Jan. actually one day sick, 2 days rest. it's so horrible, like u couldn't sleep the whole night and you just had to embrace the toliet bowl 5 times that night. i will not eat hokkien mee for like now. i also think i lost like 5 kg, 1 kg for each barf i made. ugh.
i had my first company retreat.....to GENTING. wow, talk bout team building in Malaysia and in Genting. like all you dream,eat,talk cash slot machines. it was very conducive. then within the retreat, we had our retreat meeting. (wah try saying it loud, like a mouthful right)anyway, the meeting was like "ok what ur plans for ur artistes, everybody turn to ur right, then massage them, ok i want u to turn to ur right and tell the person what u like about them blah blah". i mean it's useful la but it's bit bo liao. if u pay me for what i'm worth, u can really take the retreat meeting and shove it up somewhere. but no ass, u know what i mean. i work for money leh. $$$$$$ x infinity and beyond.
being no gambler, so i went to KL for a day with some of my other non-gambling colleagues. wah i spent till i had no money left and of course despite my violent rejection going back to genting, we had to. -.-did i mention i'm the youngest in my company? seriously, who listens to me. anyway. but of course my first ADULT trip to genting, i had to step in the casino. and fell in love with mr cashman, zorro and lady luck. and fell out of love with my 50 ringgit.
i also had the great chance of knowing my cfo (chief fashion officer), he is so funny. my goodness, u know like those stylists, gay and bitchy but seriously able to inject so much humour till u can't help but enjoy their company.
genting sucked still. give me KL and cameron highlands. but then why settle for malaysia? -.-
the word diahorrea is really over-used in my case. before genting, barfed like merlion right. after genting, shitted like nobody's business. like diahorrea EVERYWHERE. i think i lost like 10kg total. 5kg before, 5kg after. wah. but i'm ok now, thanks for everybody who asked.
these 2 weeks were just crazy. so much work, so much going on, casting bitch had to take mc cus of slipped disc which ok la, bit sad. BUT her work. omfg. neither here, neither there, called her also never replied. she blamed on medication which was making her drowsy. hello? ur back got affected, but not ur brain right?!!!!! cannot use ur brain to come help us issit?!!! knn. then all her shit, i have to clean. it's not that i'm irresponsible, but i would kindly do it if she's nice and her brain intact most of the time.
reasons why i don't like my new colleague, calista and why this makes great gossip.
1) she's only 17.
2) when we had our meeting which i reluctantly attended cus i got millions of shitty emails to clear, she had to add un-necessary stuff like "oh u dont have ur own website, u guys should have cus i do my OWN BLOG template blah blah", "i read HTML" blah blah. i kinda switched off my ears la and got pissy cus it was so stupid. and of course part of me wanted to scream I GOT A DIPLOMA IN INFO COMM TECH. which didnt. siao ah, what if they asked me to do more stuff. -.-
3) we were talking bout donno la what pubs, she added "oh i PUB/CLUB a lot u see blah blah blah"
4) my colleague thinks she's a good fuck. i say she's easy.
5) she's very bimbotic can, i want to die. she said she hates st james and would rather sleep in the carpark space. er okay.
6) she was the door bitch for our 2queens party and knocked off at 3am. she didn't turn up to work the next day cus she cannot wake up. AND she didnt call anybody in the office and got her maid to answer the phone. my colleague who was the organizer turned up for work. WHY ISN'T SHE FIRED?!!!
7) she's a marketing exec. at the age of 17. i know position name don't matter but i'm also an exec. SHOULD I BE MADE MANAGER?!!! knn.
8) she's those like oh look at me, i pub.club a lot oh then i got lots of guys after me. oh oh oh. PLEASE. oh and she kissed girls. wow. i'm so hot already. -.-
9) sour grapes u say? haha x inifinity. never.
10) i just like to be bitchy and pissy. besides i know her blog add. talk to me on msn if u wanna know. heh, so attention grabbing.
Yesterday night was one of the fun-nest i had in a long time, especially towards the start of 2007. er i'm sure it made sense. i think it's always this time constraint that disables us to have any proper conversation, like during lunch/dinner on weekdays. so weekends are very good opportunities to catch up on anything. anyway i had fun last night, including seeing the leaning tower of cheesecake the 1st time. hot water on the rocks, classic. reading "i hate my clothes, will u undress me" slogan out loud, ridiculously funny. and i'm very glad i'm in a circle. :) -coughs ahem ahem
2 weeks stuff, cannot bluff.
this week, MUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!! omfg.
Monday, January 01, 2007, 1/01/2007 04:09:00 PM
i hate crowded areas and i hate crowds. i really do. i will not take part in any eve of public holidays celebrations. i.will.not.attend.oh hello 2007.
did you know that our income tax goes to the fireworks? visually stunning.
did u know that most of the crowd were made up of dark skinned people? should i say black too. why, they almost blended in so well with the background and could almost get away with anything like touching people everywhere. it's such a sad case they had to wear clothes.
i hate the eves of public holidays, well maybe except for chinese new year where it gets lucrative.
let 2007 be our year.