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Saturday, January 27, 2007
Muse concert in Malaysia
Friday, January 26, 2007
Little people
I remember this instance many months ago at my ex-publishing firm when we went out to a crab restaurant to celebrate a colleague's birthday. The editor-in-chief had brought along his wife and adorable three (four?) year old daughter. Three of my colleagues who came along were girls (women?) around my age. Along with me, we had not much experience dealing with kids and it must have been pretty obvious, because the editor told us later that his wife had commented that the four of us had looked at his daughter as if she was an alien from outer space. Well, ok, that wasn't her exact words, but you get what I mean.
Her observation rings true, if not for my colleagues, then for me. I have always been uncomfortable with what a friend christens "little people". So when the door opened late this evening and my boss' two little kids came running in looking for their mother, I was a little unsure of what to do. Ok fine, more than a little unsure. I was sitting at my desk finishing my work for the day when her seven year old daughter ran up to me and led to this little conversation:
Precocious little girl: (in adorable voice) Hello!
Me: ....*squirm, followed by awkward smile*
Little girl: *smiles back* What's your name?
Me: Uh....Boon Ying.
Little girl: Oh. Hello aunty Boon Ying!
Me (in my head): AUNTY???!!! @.@ *HEADDESK*
And some time ago I was taken back when people mistook me for being an eighteen year old kid when I was already at a ripe old age of twenty five. Now I'm not sure which is worse.
Her observation rings true, if not for my colleagues, then for me. I have always been uncomfortable with what a friend christens "little people". So when the door opened late this evening and my boss' two little kids came running in looking for their mother, I was a little unsure of what to do. Ok fine, more than a little unsure. I was sitting at my desk finishing my work for the day when her seven year old daughter ran up to me and led to this little conversation:
Precocious little girl: (in adorable voice) Hello!
Me: ....*squirm, followed by awkward smile*
Little girl: *smiles back* What's your name?
Me: Uh....Boon Ying.
Little girl: Oh. Hello aunty Boon Ying!
Me (in my head): AUNTY???!!! @.@ *HEADDESK*
And some time ago I was taken back when people mistook me for being an eighteen year old kid when I was already at a ripe old age of twenty five. Now I'm not sure which is worse.
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Supermassive black hole
Fell in love with Muse's Supermassive Black Hole when I heard it over lunch yesterday. Haven't been able to stop playing it since. I suppose you could say that I've been sucked into a supermassive black hole.
Live version sounds even better.
Live version sounds even better.
Friday, January 12, 2007
Tokyo insanity
:[ moon-child: L'arc~en~Ciel 2007 summer tour T______T
whiterabbit: oooooh, that's baddddd
:[ moon-child: veeeeeeerrrrrrrryyyy baaaaaaaadddddddd
:[ moon-child: ( but on the plus side, it means I wont be investing in Sylvanian Families for a while XD)
:[ moon-child: BUT that's not the point tho T__T
:[ moon-child: going to the concert will make me spend 10x of what i'll spend on the toys T__T
whiterabbit: lol
:[ moon-child: and then it doesn't help that one of my classmates is like "Whooahhhh lessgoooooo" at me when I told her that T___T
whiterabbit: lolololol
:[ moon-child: oh well, i set a condition for myself anyway
:[ moon-child: if I get decent priced plan tickets, I'll go :D
:[ moon-child: MAS promo says trip to Tokyo cost RM1050, but too bad it's not for June-august period T__T
whiterabbit: wow, that promo is cheap
:[ moon-child: well I hope it'll be cheap during summer as well :D
:[ moon-child: Then if plane tickets are below RM1.2k
:[ moon-child: whooo HOOO JAPAN HERE I COMEEEEE
whiterabbit: yeah, japan is such a cool placce to go T__T
:[ moon-child: come let's go together ? lololol
:[ moon-child: im looking at savings about 4k T__T
whiterabbit: wahh @.@
whiterabbit: err, are you sure 4k is going to be enough?
whiterabbit: 4k is stretching it really thin
whiterabbit: unless you have somewhere to stay and only plan on being there for 2-3 days at the most
:[ moon-child: true
:[ moon-child: Actually I do plan on just going for 3-4 days max. My friend did that several times. and she keep assuring me it's ok
:[ moon-child: but I do not have her will power la
whiterabbit: lol tell me about it
whiterabbit: japan will kill you
whiterabbit: the whole place is so full of pretty things that you want to bring home T__T
:[ moon-child: gaaaaaahh ~~ I know whaat you mean T__T
whiterabbit: which is why i said 4k isn't enough ^^;
:[ moon-child: you're the only sane voice I hear for the past 2 days
:[ moon-child: most ppl are like "okaaay go la go lar. not like I can stop you"
:[ moon-child: they either think I'm insane, or totally indifferent
:[ moon-child: but they didn't try to stop me T__T not good
whiterabbit: ehh, tell you what
whiterabbit: you can always buy a one way ticket
whiterabbit: then go there, run out of money
whiterabbit: then you can stay there forever XD
whiterabbit: or until you get deported
whiterabbit: hahahahahahahaha
:[ moon-child: ...........
:[ moon-child: when I was JUST saying
:[ moon-child: you're the sane voice around
:[ moon-child: YOU had to top everything with the most outlandish idea there is
whiterabbit: lololololol
whiterabbit: hey, it's worth a try XD
whiterabbit: so long as the cops don't find you XD
whiterabbit: heck, if you speak the language well enough you might even pass off as japanese
whiterabbit: huhuhu :3
:[ moon-child: lololol
:[ moon-child: i'm totally taking back the sane voice remark about you
whiterabbit: oooooh, that's baddddd
:[ moon-child: veeeeeeerrrrrrrryyyy baaaaaaaadddddddd
:[ moon-child: ( but on the plus side, it means I wont be investing in Sylvanian Families for a while XD)
:[ moon-child: BUT that's not the point tho T__T
:[ moon-child: going to the concert will make me spend 10x of what i'll spend on the toys T__T
whiterabbit: lol
:[ moon-child: and then it doesn't help that one of my classmates is like "Whooahhhh lessgoooooo" at me when I told her that T___T
whiterabbit: lolololol
:[ moon-child: oh well, i set a condition for myself anyway
:[ moon-child: if I get decent priced plan tickets, I'll go :D
:[ moon-child: MAS promo says trip to Tokyo cost RM1050, but too bad it's not for June-august period T__T
whiterabbit: wow, that promo is cheap
:[ moon-child: well I hope it'll be cheap during summer as well :D
:[ moon-child: Then if plane tickets are below RM1.2k
:[ moon-child: whooo HOOO JAPAN HERE I COMEEEEE
whiterabbit: yeah, japan is such a cool placce to go T__T
:[ moon-child: come let's go together ? lololol
:[ moon-child: im looking at savings about 4k T__T
whiterabbit: wahh @.@
whiterabbit: err, are you sure 4k is going to be enough?
whiterabbit: 4k is stretching it really thin
whiterabbit: unless you have somewhere to stay and only plan on being there for 2-3 days at the most
:[ moon-child: true
:[ moon-child: Actually I do plan on just going for 3-4 days max. My friend did that several times. and she keep assuring me it's ok
:[ moon-child: but I do not have her will power la
whiterabbit: lol tell me about it
whiterabbit: japan will kill you
whiterabbit: the whole place is so full of pretty things that you want to bring home T__T
:[ moon-child: gaaaaaahh ~~ I know whaat you mean T__T
whiterabbit: which is why i said 4k isn't enough ^^;
:[ moon-child: you're the only sane voice I hear for the past 2 days
:[ moon-child: most ppl are like "okaaay go la go lar. not like I can stop you"
:[ moon-child: they either think I'm insane, or totally indifferent
:[ moon-child: but they didn't try to stop me T__T not good
whiterabbit: ehh, tell you what
whiterabbit: you can always buy a one way ticket
whiterabbit: then go there, run out of money
whiterabbit: then you can stay there forever XD
whiterabbit: or until you get deported
whiterabbit: hahahahahahahaha
:[ moon-child: ...........
:[ moon-child: when I was JUST saying
:[ moon-child: you're the sane voice around
:[ moon-child: YOU had to top everything with the most outlandish idea there is
whiterabbit: lololololol
whiterabbit: hey, it's worth a try XD
whiterabbit: so long as the cops don't find you XD
whiterabbit: heck, if you speak the language well enough you might even pass off as japanese
whiterabbit: huhuhu :3
:[ moon-child: lololol
:[ moon-child: i'm totally taking back the sane voice remark about you
Thursday, January 11, 2007
4D number, anyone?
Tuesday marked the very first time that I've done press checking for a project. I was understandably nervous as I only had a vague idea of what to do - check the colour, registration, and watch out for hickeys, that's all to it, right? All I need to do is to haul myself over to the printer in Cheras, check everything, then go home. Easy, won't be too difficult to pick up.
Of course, my boss failed to mention to me just how long press checks can take.
I arrived at the printer's at about 9.30am. Before that, my boss called to inform me that they got the page order wrong and had to output the plate again, which I thought wouldn't be a problem. I suppose I should have known that something wasn't quite right somewhere when she told me to have fun. And then when I arrived, my contact ushered me to her office and invited me to sit down, have a drink and read some magazines. Then she called the production crew and asked if they've started printing it out yet. Not yet? Ok, she told me, what would you like to have for lunch later? (Lunch? I'm staying till lunch??)
It was about 11am before the production crew called and informed us that we could drop by to look at the first print, as they just finished getting the registration right. Meanwhile I had been busy making small talk with my contact and flipping through magazines. Anyway, so I took a look at the print and the colour needs adjusting. Two prints later, the colour matches the colour proof. I give the ok, and we start checking for hickeys. About two hours later, we were FINALLY done checking, and it goes out to print. My contact then suggest that we go out for lunch since they will take some time to print out the entire batch before they start working on the other side.
After lunch, my contact had to run out to meet more clients, so I ended up camping in the office again. By 4pm I had finished reading the pile of magazines she had handed me, and by 4.30pm I was so bored I went down to the production house just to take a look at what they were doing. At 7pm, 2 plate changes, 4 colour readjustments and about 3 hickey checks later, I was ready to collapse from exhaustion/boredom, but then my contact came back and reassured me that she'll take care of the hickeys for me so that I could go home. Relieved, I ran outside, whipped out my phone to call someone, and the most unbelievable thing happened.
*SPLAT* Water landed on my phone. Except on closer inspection, the "water" looks suspiciously like birdshit.
WTF??! I thought and quickly looked skywards. No bird to be found. EWWWWWWWW was my next reaction as I quickly wiped it off with tissue paper.
Back home, I complained to my aunt about my luck, especially the part about the birdshit.
"Really?" she said. "Things like that don't happen everyday. Buy 4D sure strike wan."
"WOIIII how can you make money out of my misfortune??!" I protest. "....I want 50% if you win."
Well, hey, if life gives you a lemon, make lemonade?
Of course, my boss failed to mention to me just how long press checks can take.
I arrived at the printer's at about 9.30am. Before that, my boss called to inform me that they got the page order wrong and had to output the plate again, which I thought wouldn't be a problem. I suppose I should have known that something wasn't quite right somewhere when she told me to have fun. And then when I arrived, my contact ushered me to her office and invited me to sit down, have a drink and read some magazines. Then she called the production crew and asked if they've started printing it out yet. Not yet? Ok, she told me, what would you like to have for lunch later? (Lunch? I'm staying till lunch??)
It was about 11am before the production crew called and informed us that we could drop by to look at the first print, as they just finished getting the registration right. Meanwhile I had been busy making small talk with my contact and flipping through magazines. Anyway, so I took a look at the print and the colour needs adjusting. Two prints later, the colour matches the colour proof. I give the ok, and we start checking for hickeys. About two hours later, we were FINALLY done checking, and it goes out to print. My contact then suggest that we go out for lunch since they will take some time to print out the entire batch before they start working on the other side.
After lunch, my contact had to run out to meet more clients, so I ended up camping in the office again. By 4pm I had finished reading the pile of magazines she had handed me, and by 4.30pm I was so bored I went down to the production house just to take a look at what they were doing. At 7pm, 2 plate changes, 4 colour readjustments and about 3 hickey checks later, I was ready to collapse from exhaustion/boredom, but then my contact came back and reassured me that she'll take care of the hickeys for me so that I could go home. Relieved, I ran outside, whipped out my phone to call someone, and the most unbelievable thing happened.
*SPLAT* Water landed on my phone. Except on closer inspection, the "water" looks suspiciously like birdshit.
WTF??! I thought and quickly looked skywards. No bird to be found. EWWWWWWWW was my next reaction as I quickly wiped it off with tissue paper.
Back home, I complained to my aunt about my luck, especially the part about the birdshit.
"Really?" she said. "Things like that don't happen everyday. Buy 4D sure strike wan."
"WOIIII how can you make money out of my misfortune??!" I protest. "....I want 50% if you win."
Well, hey, if life gives you a lemon, make lemonade?