Slow Motion.

Happy Birthday to Starry ♥
I gave him a pair of adidas sneakers.
I won't forget the happy grin on his face when he opened the present.

I miss my old class
...and therefore it means: I hate my new class :[
Or maybe I just haven't like it yet.
Hopefully soon I'll begin to like it.... .

It's a totally different kind of environment, I'm not used to it. I drag myself everymorning to come to class and blow-wave a mannequin's hair. By the end of the day, her hair is so fried and crispy. If she were a real woman she would have been screaming for mercy when I blow-waved her hair. And If she were one of those emo scene kids, people would totally made fun of her because of her disasterous unfashionable hair.

I feel sorry for my mannequin. Her name is Angie.

Take care ♥

Bullet.

I'm really tired and had a bad hangover this morning.
I talked way too much when I was drunk.

Fortunately this time nobody's feelings got hurt.

One of the modelling agency I applied to called me for interview (or probably they just wanna prove how horrible I look in real life XD)
They told me for fashion/artistic photography my kind of look isn't on demand. They want white girls, or chinese girls with small eyes and really petite ones. My look isn't Caucasian, and not too Asian either. So even if they accepted me I woule be commercial ad models. Which they said, will make more money.

Oh well, I can't be too idealistic.

They ask me to re-send a disc that contain my photos, and they will have a meeting to decide whether or not they should take me in. *sigh... crossing my fingers*.
Being 'rejected' as a fashion model due to my un-petite body and big eyes makes me really happy, actually. I would NEVEREVEREVEREVER wanna have small eyes and petite body like other chinese girls. Those two things are just..... just..... not looking good in real life. Hmmm, no offence to those who are chinese, have small eyes and petite. I'm sure many people would love small eyes and petite chinese girls. But not me, and I can't deny it. I think girls look really really hot with big eyes and curves. And big boobs. ;P

My job hunting is making a good progress.
I got an interview with IGA Supermarket where Starry works this Saturday, and with Lupicia tea shop this Monday.
And I definetely prefer Lupicia, because it's a cute shop and there's not much people going in there. So it's not busy. And I love tea!!!





More photos of Aura Phobia @arthouse

The gig last Wednesday was great. One of the best Aura Phobia gig I've ever been. The sound system was great.

Gonna go and watch Pan's Labyrinth tonight.
Marisa is going back to Indonesia for holiday tonight.
Sob... I'll miss you darling. Please be back soon. Don't let me rot with boredom and leave me friendless in this fucking humid city.

And don't forget to bring me lots of fake dvds!!! XD

These two days are one of those days when I feel the right to be bitchy, whiny, and a little high-maintanence.
Don't take my words too personally, give physical attention but NOT mental attention to my complaints and whining, do whatever I say as long as it doesn't kill you, and take me to places with good air conditioning... if you still want to live and not losing one or two fingers.....

Madness.

Starry and I went to watch Babel the movie last night.
I like it. Recommended. It left me feeling a little melancholic though.
The story about the desperate-for-love deaf/mute Japanese girl is something that I could relate with to in my younger years. Didn't get much love from her father and being isolated by the society, she gets a little too desperate to find love (and maybe sex). I used to be just like her, but slightly different (cos I don't flash my vagina to some random guys, and I don't invite police officers to my home and get naked in front of him).

I wasn't close with my dad when I was younger. I hardly talked to him. He hardly cared much about me. My dad used to be a really quiet man, and he hardly showed any affection to anyone except my mom. He's always been a great guy, but he was just not the kind of person who tell his daughter that he loved her or something. So I grew up wanting too much attention from people, especially guys. Sometimes there were times I could get really desperate.
But in the past few years, I don't know why and I don't know how, we became closer, and now we're having a good father-daughter relationship :] And I don't seek for attention as much as I used to.

It's something that you boys (or your future husband) should be reminded about. Care for your daughter. A LOT. Talk to her, tell her you love her, pat her on the head or shoulder. Or else she might grew up to become some desperate little bitch trying to get every guys' attention. It's proven by psychologists.

I'm getting sick of this job search I've been going through. Nobody seem to want to employ me. What' wrong with me???? Am I not cute enough for them? ahahahahaha. Just kidding. I'll go and submit more resume today. I need a job. I need money. I need more money to buy vinyl toys. :P
Someone is becoming a vinylaholic.

Filler Bunny, Me, and the almighty Optio...



Sometimes I grieve for deaths that haven't happen yet.
I have my friends that I've lost.

On the first night of 2007.

New Year countdown @Waterfront City, Docklands.
Fireworks. Beer. Street Performances. A sea of people.
Starry become an uncle on the 31st of December [what an odd time to give birth. Cos this means the baby will celebrate her birthday on new years eve, and everyone will combine her birthday present/wishing/cards/party with new year n christmas.]
His sister had a baby girl in Canberra.
We're going to visit this month. Can't Wait ^^
Despite the fact that I HATE BABIES N KIDS, I'm excited to see this baby. hahaha.

Fireworks@Docklands.


At the end of the video I mouthed, "Happy New Year".

photos

Supposed to meet some other people but we got seperated and the mobile phone connection is screwed. Too many people sending msgs/calling one another.

I hope everyone had a great n fun new year.
And all your wishes in 2007 will come true.

My wishes:
1. MUST lose weight.
2. MUST have flat abs.
3. Start making money and doing serious jobs.
4. Another good year for my relationship.

Cheers!!!

Doll.

I'm a doll. Just a doll.
Soft on the outside, cotton white stuffing on the inside.
What else can I say....
I feel painless, I feel nothing.
That's how I like it.
I was once alive and breathing, just like everyone else.
But I chose to be this way.
For the pain of being able to 'feel' is excruciating.
I chose how I've always wanted to be.

DEAD.