A mighty interesting Xmas at SAM

It's been a week since I started my internship and I haven't had an entry on it...See shows that I've been really busy at work. Hurhur...The working hours are really pretty long, but the people at my office are real dears. I mean they don't even scream at me for falling asleep once in a while.

Anyway, we had a mighty interesting xmas celebration last thursday. For that event, we were supposed to build a xmas tree. Oh well, it turned out to be decorating the xmas tree...We were given paints, markers, ferrero rocher wrappers and coloured paper to transform plain white styrofoam cups and balls into little angels.

For the sake of the lazier people, they also bought white trixie dolls for us to paint on. Which I happily used it.

And just because I'm interning at the Art Museum it means that I'm creative? No...As can be seen soon, yours truly haven't an iota of artistic flair. And so luckily for me, (and unluckily so for SAM), neither does my partner intern. Haha...

Mine turned out looking like a blow doll (yea those kind of BLOW Doll) that had been hit on the head until its silly...

Oh but joy we felt when the buffet came. And pigged out did I...

Oysters...yummy!!
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Here's some of the nicer angels & Dolls.

There's one in Kabaya done by this really sweet malay lady. or at least that was what she was trying to do.

And some red spaghetti messy hair doll.

And my favourite!!! The giant angel made by the Deputy Director though I can't remember her name.

Oh we also had to do sing a song and record it into a video. I thought it was dumb, and it was way too long. We used the 12 days of christmas, with most of the ppl singing really off-key. But I wasn't allowed to post it on my blog...Anyway it'll probably bore everyone to death.

Chirpy Christmas SAM!

PS: Not that I want to say..., but my blog hasn't been working noramlly since my previos entry....and only yesterday did I realize that there were only a pathetic few pictures that managed to turn up.

And I took so many pictures this holiday and I couldn't load it onto the blog cos of the network or some other problems.....Hurhurhur...Now I'll do it with a vengeance. Esp since school is starting...and I'll start getting bored.

Screw you *J

My ass-faced ex-agency refused to pay me my last cheque. They kept saying it's not ready...well I tendered my payment 2 weeks ago and in the past if they can do it on the spot for me, why cant they now? Apparently, after their shift in management, they've been resorting to unscrupulous, lowly means to earn money.
In any case, I met somebody who used to be quite a big-shot in that agency, *S. And apparently when she quit, they held back her pay. Sigh should I just go to small claimm tribunal and claim back my amount? Or should I just be so great that I'll squash them like an ant next time? I might do just that. Anyway, life outside the agency has been great so far. Can't be more explicit...

'Lose a battle to win a war'...That's what Clausewitz said. That's what the Romans did in response to Hannibals' double envelopment in the Battle of Cannae. I didnt write an essay on Clausewitz in vain after all. Hurhurhur...

Walking out

2 more days to getting my final pay cheque from my EX-agency and then I'm free!! After which I'll not have anything to do with them or maybe I'll change my number or whatever, because I have really grown to despise the way the people at the management level functions. I thought of entering a whole entry complaining about them the day I handed in my resignation letter and my agent, being a complete ass as usual, he raised such a big hoo-haa over it. But basically, the whole outcry just made me damn glad that I broke contract and left the agency. Talk about uneducated piece of shit. But to do that, I had to risk asking one of my friends from outside the agency to replace me for the 3 events that my booker unreasonably insisted that I had accepted. I mean I could have just not cared and walk away, but he'd not only confiscated my existing payment and go around bad-mouthing me and basically harrass me non-stop until maybe I find an assassin. I mean he would now anyway, but if I had done that, it'll be worse. Anyway I'm really sorry Charlotte. But you were my best chance. Becos U r pretty, sexy and witty. The type that sells <---I hope that helps..hurhurhur. Can't be toooooo explicit here, cos well...you never know who's reading.

Apart from thanking Charlotte, I'm also really grateful to Jessica for being really sweet and Yew Kwang for helping me out. But most of all I'm really grateful to my greatest wonderful darling boyfriend who stood by me bravely like a hero when *J was raining insults at me (then zy) and who spoke up to me despite *J repeatedly asking him to shut up (which we thought was really dumb especially *J kept asking him his opinion). And the perfect piece of resignation letter, which *J totally didnt like, but it was the most perfect piece of termination letter. I mean that's probably why he was so pissed off when he read it even though there was technically nothing rude in the letter. EVen though we only executed Plan A, (yes, there was a template for PLan B & C), I really appreciate your effort in exhausting all your cheem legal knowledge to help me with my resignation, and stayin up till late to finish compiling the documents

To my friends from the agency who actually reads my blog, (note the word friend hor): I'd really miss u guys. Please don't pass words around. Let the idiots in the agency guess all they want, they'll soon find themselves with new musings. At least up till this point, I think those of you who have my blog address are my friends. Haha.

Initially I had wanted to type a whole entry complaining about the whole episode, but on further contemplation, I've decided to present my case as such. Firstly, I would not use my Neverland to advertise the stoopid agency. They're just so bloody not worth it. Secondly, they're not worth me getting worked up as I recollect memories from that day, and they're totally not worth an entire entry space. SO it became half kaopei & half thanking.

Anyway, my new internship has been kind of timely, in the sense that I could use it as an excuse to quit, and also it kind of immersed me into a new environment that's completely different from the bitchy, competitive and sometimes crass world that my EX-agency had pushed me into. More on that in the next entry. Gotta sleep...

'First' Day at work

Oh Joy!

I woke up this morning excited about my first day of internship at the Singapore Art Museum.
ZY drove me to work, and despite mis-reading the map and missing the Clemenceau Exit, I was early!
I walked around the place, and finally got to asking this female security guard how can I enter the building.
SHe told me that the Museum ain't open till 10am, and I happily told her I'm looking for my supervisors cos I'm the new intern.
But I was early, so I decide to wait a while...

Then hor....I took out the print-out of the email that they sent me the other day....

It says "Your internship period will be from 12 Dec 2006 to 5 Jan 2007"

Which means I came for work 1 day early. 1 whole day can...This is soooo Classic.
I am such a retarded kukunaden. But then again who starts work on tues one????!!!!


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Last night when I called my mom in Xi'an, she told me she didnt get any boots for me. WHY????
Sho sad...the past few times she called me she kept telling me how nice the clothes, boots every other thing in Xi'an was so nice and shopping was soooo fucking cheap, and according to her, the fashion there was not some lousy PRC communist fashion. So I was so excited, and for the past few days I kept conjuring up possible images of some nice boots that she bought for me.
Then last night she called and said that she got me a very very cute hair clip....errr I haven't worn a hair chip since JC. Still being very excited at the idea of getting new boots, I enquired about them. Then my mom told me "Dad says these boots very lousy one la, don't buy" Please lor, if I buy in SIngapore $50 also equally lousy, unless of course I'll do an amazon again, and get a pair from nine-west or the likes. But that'll cost me about USD100 +++ If China got boots for about 10SGD why not man?? Damn...My dad doesn't understand man....If only I was there, I'd make sure I'd clear out their shelves and bring it back to Singapore to sell during the flea market thing.

To-do list after exam

Study I should. 1 More Paper...But who feels like studying, however exciting Mahan's theroy of Naval Superiority or how the war strategy has change because of technology.

ANyway this is my to-do list:
(Some of them I already sneak-start to-do)

-choose a nice blogskin for my blog Need all the help I can get.

-learn how to insert pictures or anything I want to put on my sidebar (anybody who knows how to do that please email me. The stupid profile picture is so ridiculously small that nobody will notice even if I paste a Mo Xiaoling photo over it...and they limit it to 50KB. Who on earth can take a decent picture that is of 50KB??) I need all the advice anyone can give. PLEASE!!!

-buy new skirt for work. Hmmm in case anyone hasn't noticed, I don't own any skirt that is not a miniskirt.

-shop for diamantes to embellish my clothes. I look like I have new clothes all the time because I have a hobby of pulling apart of clothes to create a new look

-shop for more diamante to make accessories. I'll list it for sale if they're nice. If they're too nice I'll keep it for myself.

-get christmas presentsSSSsss

-Think about my new shoes. Wear them around the house or something.

-sleep more

-go shopping with Laura and take alot of photos. Alot Alot Alot...
-excercise off my *Blubbers*

-enforce my diabolic plan to free myself from being exploited by the low-lying bourgeois. Will be explained in due time.


*******Mum just called me from China. Glad to know she's having fun...Daddy's joining her in a few days. I can't go cos i'll be working. Sad I am*******

What a blah day~

I so have no mood to study.
I'm being cam-whorish

Sinfully yours...