When I almost succumbed to Murphy’s Law which states that anything that can go wrong will go wrong, there was a glimmer of hope in my optimism.

Hurrah for that! =)

Instead of moping around and dwelling in remorse, it’s best to straighten things up. And I’m glad I did.

Putting 101% in my Desperate Housewives presentation was worth it, as it turned out just the way I wanted it to be. During the feedback session, Mr. Irwan said we had that 20/20 but due to our not being able to answer ONE question during the Q&A session, we didn’t obtain that perfect score I always aim for. Oh well, no biggie. I’m still as pleased. Yayss for us Daniel!! =)

Here’s to great partnership and more to come! Ya’ know, certain people can work well with one another without any particular reason. And neither of them have to be the ultimate student/employee of all time to be able to. It’s just, the pieces fit very well – like a balance of Yin & Yang. And in each partnership (twice so far), we have established that. He gets me all the time and so do I.

Compromise and co-operation at its finest.
*cheers Daniel*

An additional information I found out is the existence of the genre and Japanese sub-culture Visual Kei. A classmate of mine had presented regarding that topic and I was rather horrified about that genre’s characteristics. His presentation had enticed me to do my own research on that genre, as I realized that their disasterous sense of fashion has somewhat originated from that sub-culture in Japan.
Remember my rants on LaLaism a few entries back? Hmm… I think I know see the connection. Oh wait, lemme rephrase that.

After slight research, i discovered that Visual Kei is a blend of rock and hip-hop. Personally, these two ARE NEVER to be mixed! It’s like mixing a boxer with a ballerina… and what would you get? Boxerina?

Somehow, people get it all wrong and recreated the culture as their own. It now becomes an excuse for their faux pas in heinous fashion crimes. The ‘lala’ dressings that we are often so repulsed by, now has an explanation! It’s actually called a ‘Lolita style, Harajuku and Ganguro style’ in Japanese.

They wear pastel and glittery eye makeup, tiny metallic or glittery adhesives below the eyes, flamboyant and brightly-colored clothing, layer-cake skirts, lace, leggings and incongruous accessories to achieve that look. Lala. Oh the painnnn….

In other words, FASHION DISASTERS!!!!
This could possibly make the fashion police hot on their heels.
Exhibit A in my previous post – herehere

I see it all over Penang now. Oh no!! Has ze lala came to dominate us all??

The trend of taking pictures in those annoyingly coloured photo sticker booths (known as Purikura booths in Japan) to stick all over their cellphones and wallets. -_-“
Let alone that ‘cutesy-cute-cute’ expression they pull and their misuse of the ‘peace sign’ positioned beside their cheek.. it made me already feel the bile at the end of my tongue.

Alright enough dissing.

*groan*
Seriously enough dissing.
Gotta go hit the sack now, my hike’s at 8am tomorrow!

And yet again I just can’t stop saying how much I’m thrilled about having finished our Desperate Housewives workload.

Woo hoo!!!! Oh yay. Oh yes. Shit, Retardedness sets in.

My other post – here wasn’t enough. For all those late nights and strenuous noons, it is friggin’ worth it to have it completed once and for all. Just reminds me of how relieved I was after finishing ‘The Daily Scoop’ newspaper last semester for Newswriting for Print Media – here

So yeah, here we (and the project) are, feeling extremely relieved,
 overjoyed and sleepy all mixed into our cauldron of emotions… at 3a.m

Being in Daniel’s house for almost 12hours, I had the opportunity to have some human-feline bonding moments. I just reignited my love for cats. Just in time though, as my fondness of dogs were gradually beginning to take over my cat-frenzy.

Enough with the stereotypes that cats are nothing but lazy-asses who eats, sleeps and then runs away. Too late!! The felines still overrules….. especially the black ones. Honestly now, I’ve always wanted to own a black cat for myself since I was 5. I thought the phase was over but, looks like it came back! =)

It reminds me of one of the witches back in the medieval days.
Creepy, but… I’m lovin it.

Know something? My folks will scream my head away if I were to ever keep such an eerie creature in the vicinity of my house. Such spoilsports. Oh well. Bummer. Maybe next time when I have a place of my own, I’ll have 29 black cats roaming all over my house and into everyone’s room, especially theirs, just to get back at them. LOL. I know you’re reading this mom….was just KIDDING about the cat-infested house!

But I’m serious about having a black one of my own. Period.

*biggrin*

If my entire life revolved around my studies, I would deem this as the happiest day of my life. Well, almost, because I still have the mock trials to discuss on. And that’s another heavy duty shyt.

Why did today (almost) became the happiest day of my life?
I finished the Desperate Housewives final project with my dear partner Daniel Chan.
29 pages altogether, and spending 4 – 11 hours at each other’s place was not entirely pleasant. =P

We kept nodding off and sometimes had some itsy-bitsy misunderstandings. But hey, it’s all part of the gamble ey Dan? *hugs*

I can officially say that I will never ever do anything that has relations to Desperate Housewives nor these 5 women and their socially retarded spouses again. Not for quite some time, that is.

Danny, thanks for enduring this stressed-up ordeal with me. I know I might be hostile at times, but that is all driven by pressure. Just like the one – here

Oh well, this is the2nd time we’ve ever worked together for assignments and I’m proud to say that we’ve done a great job!