Sorry you guys whom i said i’d be at Heineken Impulse tonight.
I finally couldn’t take it especially after only 2 hours sleep, and being on the go since 7:15 am.
Spent an hour plus in the freaking Friday evening jam from Jalan BB to Jaya One for a wip meeting.
Had two beers during meeting.
And was falling asleep driving another freaking hour and a half back into KL cos i wanted to drop by the office.
That was damn dangerous.
So i called RR who’s supposed to go to the event with me, “Hey, i’m damn out, i need you to drive tonight.”
And i never, ever ask him to drive on any night prior to going out.
So i headed to his house to park my car and got Tianna to open the door.
You know you’re good friends with someone when you can crash into their house even when they’re not in.
He got back a few minutes later and asked me to wait for fifteen minutes.
I said okay.
I don’t know what happened, next thing i woke up and saw two things -
1. It was past midnight
2. Rudy going, “Oh. Finally.”
I don’t remember this but he said what happened was:
RR: Do you want to go now?”
Me: Yeah… I’d better get up… before… i ZzzZZZzzzzz*”
RR: … Joyce?…. Joyce?………….
Joleyn and i were terrified that it would be too crowded.
We invited 350 people thinking not everyone will rsvp, and 340 ppl did.
0_o
The worst thing we’d want for our launch is the venue being too crowded and cramp, cos that just won’t be cool!
So we stopped letting guests bring friends (sorry!) and hoped there’d be a dropout rate of 20% to make space.
Behind-the-scenes post after i blog about it on TiC.
Here’s one picture first, taken at the Tongue in Chic photo wall.
We had an area where Shawn Cutler (Fei and gang) were designated to do up hair for guests, scarves (courtesy of moi), feather boas and all sorts of hats (courtesy of Daniel Henry) were put out for people to throw on and take camwhoring pictures.
It was super fun and the colourful boas really did it!
Everytime i came out of that area to continue socialising, i’d have different scarves and hats thrown onto me.
One picture before i post the rest this weekend.
In the picture below i have a kinky policeman’s hat and leopard scarf tied around my neck.
I know it doesn’t match, it was for fun!
Shane and Carmen the terrapins have proved entertaining.
They haven’t been eating much though, which is worrying me.
Me: Why are they so still… *stares at them in office during afternoon* Wan: Maybe they’re sleeping. *layans annoying colleague who places pets on his table cos hers is too messy*
Me: But they were sleeping all day yesterday! *continues staring at terrapins*
I hear a scoff from the side and see DidiBuli shaking her head in exasperation.
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RowdyRudy: You’re right, i’ve been staring at them and they’re not eating.
Me: Maybe they’re anorexic. RowdyRudy: What else do you think? They came from a fashion party.
Me: -_-
*** LV Event @ Starhill
CherubicCho asked me teman him to the LV event tonight with him.
Not like i can buy anything there.
The only LV bag i have is that super kuchi rat small one.
Which i don’t even use that much cos… i don’t know, the classic monogram doesn’t suit me and seems so poser.
I feel like painting on it *hears gasps*
But i *did* see something that made me pounce on it and coo.
From the monogram vernis collection:
RM3,200.
“It’s nice!” “It’s also 3k. That’s like, my expenditure for a month okay.”
If i buy that, then i can’t eat, pay for petrol, go for massages, drink, or go out at ALL for a month.
And what WOULD I DO WITHOUT my wine and Guinness after work?!
Shock. Horror. Alcohol starvation.
Cannot.
Anyway, they had a casino theme going on.
Right down Cho’s alley, the poker fanatic he is.
They gave us LV money, with which we exchanged for LV chips to use to gamble.
When we wanted to (intentionally) lose our chips so we could go eat, Cho kept on winning.
CherubicCho, Sharon , Mr. DeliciousBen
DivaAdrian
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Read While Waiting Project
Zain HD asked me to be videoed for his Read While Waiting project, aimed at promoting well, (the title says it already!) the habit of reading while waiting.
He also invited me to go on The Breakfast Show (which WhackyDaph hosts! ) with him and Jules from Fly FM.
The thought of having to be at the tv station in Shah Alam (damn. going to get lost i swear) by 8:30 am wasn’t very appealing to me… but i caved in after 10 minutes on the phone.
Me and my big mouth,
i offered up the idea of having two tortoises with the letters ‘TIC’ painted on their backs for the launch tomorrow (alongside vase of flowers and fairy statue)
And i wasn’t (really) being serious, but they remembered it in a meeting,
So besides rushing getting the new site up,
I had to prep tortoises to be put on the registration table?!
I planned to get them at the neighbourhood pet shop,
But it was impossible.
For real.
I was taken up from morning till late at night and there was no way i could escape to go buy tortoises,
So i asked AshleyTheMonkey to help me buy a couple ’so the other won’t get lonely.’
I also asked her to help buy a vase at the same time to put flowers in (that Justin Yap is helping buy) just to make it more cheery.
“How big do you want the vase?”
“Half a foot high?” “That’s not very big.”
“It’s big enough la.”
We launched into how big the vase should be.
“From floor to ankle?” “No, that’s too small! From floor to middle of shin.”
“But shin is… *goes one to describe*” “NO. That’s not your shin!”
“Isn’t the shin… *blablabla*” “NO! Your shin is… wait. I don’t have TIME to tell you what your shin is!!!”
-_-
Totally lost the plot i swear.
I went to pick the tortoises up from her in a combination meeting of having a Guinness.
“Can i meet you at —–? (sorry i like keeping where i hang out private now ha ha) Then i can have a Guinness and pick the stuff up from you as well.”
So we did.
The tortoises are called Shane and Carmen.
Cos they were both seen humping each other (apparently) and they’re both female (cos they have long tails).
Yay!
i have lesbian tortoises.
“What are you going to do with them after launch? I can keep them if you want.” “No! I want to keep them.”
“Okay…” “I can talk to them!”
“Oohkay.”
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So yes, i’ve got a new haircut and spent most of the past few days receiving comments from people that they don’t recognise me.
Which is all fine by me!
Remember me, not by my hair, i say!
So this is BarbieMui and i.
And this is interpretation of what i look like, as tagged on Facebook by Noel -_-
I have to admit that I wasn’t over-the-moon thrilled when I found out that I had to attend the Chelsea vs Malaysian selection match. Nothing personal, it’s not like I’m a Man U fan or anything.
I just don’t find football all that appealing.
Period.
When it’s World Cup season, I find football even LESS appealing because NO ONE seems to want to actually have a conversation when they go out.
If you are anywhere with a TV screen during World Cup, chances are you’ll be speaking to a bunch of backs turned towards the TV.
The only person i could of dragging down with me from the office to make the experience of attending the Chelsea game more enjoyable was Sarah Chan.
Good ‘ol Sarah Chan.
Leaving the office early, we found ourselves stuck in an atrocious jam.
We took TWO hours to get from Bukit Bintang to Shah Alam Stadium, and i was ready to snap at anyone who’d dare to irritate me further.
Cars were parked down both sides of the main road and i managed to snag a lucky spot next to a security barrier. (Hmm? What? Can right? :p)
When I actually saw the stadium lit up in all its glory and heard massive cheers bursting from within, there was an undeniable electricity in the air.
Phone line coverage was down and some people were hanging around outside, unable to get hold of their friends *inside* who were having their tickets!
SarChan and i got in, and looked for the right entrance to which we could enter the stadium…
… if there was space to enter that is.
0_o
It was so crowded!
I thought there’d be no hope for us cos dahlah we’re not tall and dahlah we’re not crazed footie fans who’d elbow our way to the front, how on earth were we going to see the game?!
Standing pathetically on the sides in the crowd, we bumped into Natasha from Compass.
I think my first encounter with Natasha was when i took photographs for the Heineken Thirst training sessions a few years back.
Anyhow, Natasha totally SAVED US. “Do you want to sit in the Heineken area?” she asked. “Can we?!” desperation reeked out of SarChan’s and my voice. “Yeah, there are a couple of free seats over there,” she offered up as she led us to the front.
“Oh my god, thank you so much..!” we said.
In actuality, we meant, “WE LOVE YOU.”
As we settled into our seats in the stadium, I realized that my fears of the match boring me were unfounded.
Our Malaysian selection, whom I read consisted of Under-23s and some veterans, definitely went on the field with the mission to show Chelsea what they were made of.
Barely three minutes into the match and the action was taken up a notch when our own Amiral Hadi Zainal broke free from Chelsea’s defense and attacked… only to miss the net by INCHES!
It was quite frustrating to watch seeing as we were THIS CLOSE to getting an early lead.
The collective groans and grunts of the audience were pretty funny (they came from SarChan too who used to watch football religiously)… sure the majority was dressed in blue, but deep down, we’re all cheering for the Yellow!
I think that caught Chelsea off-guard a little as they started to pick up the pace and strengthen their defense after that near mistake. They must’ve underestimated the Malaysian team seeing as they had previously trashed the Guangzhou Pharmaceuticals (4-0) and Shengdu Blazers (7-0).
Things were pretty one-sided after that early tease, as Chelsea dominated most of the play and finally scoring at the 27th minute, courtesy of Nicholas Anelka and another from Ashley Cole (by way of Frank Lampard) at the 52nd minute.
I think I went temporarily deaf during these two moments because the crowd (all 50,000 odd of them… reportedly the largest turn-out for Chelsea’s entire tour) went absolutely mad.
The second half, according to SarChan, was hard to watch.
There were some great opportunities for the Malaysian team to put one in the net, but we fumbled and had really “crap finishing”. Everyone would lean or stand up at their seats when a Malaysian player had the ball… anticipated at the edge of their seat as he neared the goalkeeper… and then groan and sit back down when the ball was passed aimlessly around. Damn potong stim.
Here’s a vid from one of those moments:
The final score, as you all would’ve known by now, was 2-0 which I thought was quite alright.
From what I could see, we put up a good fight and thank God, we didn’t end up trashed like those poor Chinese teams.
Man of the Match went to Frank Lampard but if you ask me, our goalkeeper Mohd Helmi Eliza Elias should’ve received the honour.
He was in top form that night and helped our team from conceding more goals.
There was a really nice save he did early in the game where he denied this sweet volley from Chelsea’s new boy, Deco. Although we only saw 2 goals, I have to say that it was in no way a dull match.
In fact, I was quite entertained and that’s saying a lot, coming from a non-footie fan like me!
See my entertained face.
As the referee blew the final whistle, I got up like everyone to move but SarChan dragged me down again.
“No, no.. we have to stay…” “What? I’m done with ‘Football Time!”
“…. Because this is the part they take their shirts off!” she grinned.
I tell you the woman’s grin is infectious, and curiosity (ok fine, and hamsapness on my part) made me sit back down again.
True enough, I turned to the big screen and there in all its muscular glory was John Terry’s bare back.
And other bare backs.
Bare… tanned backs.
You should’ve seen the grins that were plastered on our faces.
And if anyone saw us at that moment, it would have been bloody obvious what we were doing.
At one point, this guy got up to leave and was loitering in front of me, blocking my view of the screen. “Excuse me…” Dammit, this guy is taking up my cuci mata time! “You’re blocking my view…” “Oh sorry!” he moved away quickly.
Trust me when i say women will ask for what they want when they really want it.
We left after that, and i couldn’t help getting shots of these cute kids dressed up by their parents.
AshleyTheMonkey and i @ Loft, Zouk for KinkyPugKevin’s KL Undercover
Zouk’s mainroom will be undergoing renovation during the month of September (fasting month), delivering a total of 6 party rooms in total after everything’s done.
Hip hop’s so not my thing and i looked so salah there in fluorescent trying to shake it missy-style.
I thought a few hundred bucks would suffice the outing.
After 2 hours, i peeked into my wallet to see… 7 bucks.
0_o
No ATM nearby and not enough to buy another beer even.
Even if i found 3 ringgit on the floor, i wouldn’t have money to pay for toll on the way home okay.
-_-
So i looked around thinking whom do i see often, so i can easily borrow 50 bucks and pay them back.
Hmm.
I knew half the people downstairs, but shy la, somemore god knows when i’ll see them next (and whether i’ll remember!)
So i went upstairs… and saw Blink.
Aha!
Confirm see the fellow this week.
“Eh Blink…” “Yeah,” he looked up from his decks. “Can i borrow 50 bucks i spent all my money shopping! >.<”
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The peeps from HBO contacted me recently cos their comm director was down from Singapore and wanted to meet me.
Whenever i can, i do schedule meetings (usually a rush dinner or drink one!) to share with them about blogs and (sometimes) their wondering how i can work with them on whatever project, product, and in this case, program they’re promoting (Man, that’s a lot of Ps).
I volunteered it up to watch while RowdyRudy and i were hanging out.
“Haven’t you heard of Flight of the Conchords?” “No.”
“What?! *goes into detail on who they are*” “No…”
” *stares at person who’s supposed to know stuff like this cos he’s on radio* You’re so uncool.” “Oh shut up miss Vampire Weekend!”
“HAHAHA”
We popped the DVD in and watched it.
And boy, did we laugh and laugh watching it.
At points, we had to go back a few seconds cos we missed what they were saying on screen due to us laughing so loud.
The boys flow into song mid-acting and the production, lyrics and direction are hilariously wicked.
“You know, i bet the HBO people gave me this DVD hoping i’d write about it, and now i WILL cos the show is TOO fucking awesome.” “Yeah man, they got you there.” “There are only four episodes though.”
“That’s just fucking evil. Why are you doing this to me?!”
We’ve watched two episodes and keeping the other two for next session.
Flight of the Conchords - HBO series. Rocks.
Remember, you heard it here first.
Maybe if i organize my room,
I can organize the rest of my life.
I think i’m such a disorganized person.
I was just telling someone about everyone’s iTunes playlist in the office - how everyone’s playlist is sorted out nicely by album name and song, whereas mine is… all over the place.
There are tons of artistes’ songs i never listen to, a few albums to a song that i listen to incessantly, and some i’ve never bothered getting into.
Now what does that say about me?
0_o
Daddy got my aircon changed cos mine just wasn’t working anymore.
We’ve been having that one since i was a baby.
Yes, i’ve been sleeping in aircon as early as i can remember (3-years-old?), hence the divaness about HAVING to sleep in aircon.
There was once i passed out at an after party in Deep’s place in Ovidia’s room, awoke at 8am sweating, and woke poor her up to let me out so i could go home and continue sleeping in my aircon room :p
Hmm i lost the plot.
First i was talking about being disorganized, then i go on and on about aircon.
-_-
Anyway, fixture of aircon has caused cement dust to settle around my room AGAIN.
I cannot tahan… but i don’t have time to clean everything up right now.
Most i did was shift some furniture around, sweep the floor and cheat-mop by using a wet cloth :p
I thought of flying off to Macau to party with CherubicCho this coming weekend, but… i think i should stay in KL, work out my room, sort out all the clothes i don’t want anymore and practice my painting.
There’s a reason why i’m going to practice my painting tho i won’t say for now.
*continues staring at terrapins*
, Mr. DeliciousBen
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