i need help..
pyschological help..
i dun wan to say anything more..i've said enough...
my friends, my aunt...to anybody i could catch hold of to listen to my grousings..
kiyomi said it seems like i'm going through depression.
isst? dun scare me leh...
but one thing i know..i cannot even recognise myself...not tat my face has seriously gone out of shape, but...
it's the way i'm behaving...
towards him
guess i've reached the limit and have completely lost control over my emotions and actions..
and it's scary..
one minute i could be talking so nicely to him and the next, i would be so difficult and pick on every single thing..
he's still the nice guy i knew more than three years back..
it just the stress from work, cos i remember patience used to be one of my virtures... (okok, gimme some face..u dun have to vomit onto ur monitor screen :)
now i tend to be overly sensitive and flare up very easily..i guess it must be hard on him too.. juggling between work, friends and Schizophrenic-me
anyway, let's not talk about this anymore...
blog something on a lighter note :)
went photoshooting again!!
this time round, something different..
XiaoChong and Gerald wanted to try out the
GOTHIC SUICIDAL theme...
have to specifically look for a white bathtub to die in lor..
so XiaoChong suggested we have the photoshoot in a hotel..
since our dear photographers are restrained by their tight budgets, we have to settle for the budget-hotels as well...
i was praying hard it wont be HOTEL 81
..and yes!
SPOT ON!
arghhhhhh....
met Gerald to go together, but ALAS! after getting off at Dhoby Ghaut..we were making aimless rounds and turns but in vain..Where the h*ll is tat hotel?!
(well, neither of us are regular customers mah....)
finally got into a cab cos XiaoChong was urging us liao..
Now the next problem...
Wat to say to the cab driver leh...?
cannot possibly say,
"Uncle, Hotel 81 please!!"i can almost imagine the driver turing round and with a cheeky smile, slyly says, "Ohhhhhh......Sure!!! Noooo plo..b..lem..O!"
wah lao...slaughter me.....
i threatened Gerald to say only "Bencoolen Street", and NOTHING ELSE
reached the hotel and we scampered in through the entrance with our heads in paper bags...
some shots...
while preparing for the SMOKY eyes look....
tat's pretty make up artist, KATE :)

XiaoChong positioning the Softbox in the cramped bathroom with WHITE bathtub..

FINALLY the shots from Gerald....!!
after some MAJOR face reconstruction using PS, whahahhahhaha
(that GoTHic outfit was carefully sourced out by XiaoChong)
OMG

die liaoo...

after the session, met Julian for a drink @ BarkerzIn..
was famished so i ordered the main--> Mussel Linguini!!!!

all thanks to Esther that i've learnt to appreciate the MuSSELY stuff! *slurppppp!!!
saw this ER SIN thing sticking out of one of the mussels...
was trying to figure out wat it was..

(NC-16 content..please skip this part if u are underaged,thank u)
me: it looks like.....the male's organ
Julian: Hmmm......
(scrutinizing it carefully)... dun think so lah....
me: no meh? see..
(using the fork to dissect the mussel further) Julian: i'm not too sure too... but i dont think so laahhh
me: OMG!!!! wat's these?!? oh my! still got the b*lls over here! it's really the thing!!!!!
Julian: Hah....eat the sides then lor
me: aey, cannot be.. cos this's an orange mussel.. it is a female.. cannot have tat thing one.
(Female crabs have orange eggs too)Our conclusion: All mussels have that part inside them..
the next time u eat them, try looking for it, heh :p