; brazen and bold

OMG! one of the 5 print ads for asiaone i did is OUT NOW! flip to today's The Straits Times, pg 24.

keep a look out for the tv commercials too. OMG.

here's my latest timetable.

and no, i'm not up for trading any of my mods. sorry. but if want me to help you holler at others for changes, tag me - anytime. i'll keep a look out. : )

JewelFest 2006 is looking for part timers!
$5/hr, from 16-22nd October. Flexi hours.

I know the pay is kinda crapp (ok, really crapp), BUT if you get a few friends to do this with you, it'll be fun! I'm working too, so if you're interested, drop a tag or email me at valerieanne@cheerful.com with your name and contact number.

I will be submitting your contacts to Maureen from LizardStorm; who will contact you for further details.

i don't want to be like that, but it's true;

why we'll never understand each other

and it's so sad, it's almost funny.

my timetable

Not too bad. But Tuesdays really blow, cos I have Acting for 4 hours, then an hour of AD Radio Production -- then a damned 3 hour break -- before ONE hour of Documentary Production.

gee, look at that! i've got classes at 9,10,8,9 AM! and if my monday's are from 8 to 12.. sheesh. heck, i've got to wake up early from now on. looks like no more late nights out anymore! :( oh bugg. *back to reality, whoop there goes gravity*

FYI: I'm in T301 for final sem. If you are in 301, drop a line or tag me. : )
Acting - T311
Radio Pro - P315
Doc Pro - P319

i got the jewelfest 2006 job!

this is really exciting.
this is really really exciting.
this is really really really exciting.
this is almost out of this world exciting.

what is jewelfest? it is a gathering of the world's most exquisite jewellry, top couture brands, one of a kind jewellry designs from the 16th to 22nd of October at Ngee Ann City Civic Plaza (takashimaya, if you please).

what am i going to do there? i'm gonna be the master of ceremony (emcee). weeee!

how did i get the job? they made an open request, word travelled and someone highly recommended i try for it. i did. and i'm glad i did. here's how it went down.
i walked into the office, read a passage with NAMES from philippines, hong kong, america, italy and switzerland (and you know how hard their names are to pronounce..). they returned with the schedule and immediately worked out terms of payment.

yay! it could possibly be because i'm not as expensive as the major players in the industry - but heck that for now. i'm as happy as a clam.

*val is on a natural high, jumping on sofas, beds and bouncing off walls.
don't stop her now; for all you know, this energy could power 3 states in the US. : )

as i was deleting messages in my full inbox in my handphone, i realised that the latest guy i've been seeing has been with me for the longest time ever - 4+ months. do applaud him please, for tolerating me and my nonsense for that long.

it's really too bad that it didn't work out : )

keeping score
average dating period: 1 month.
longest dating period: 4+ months.
shortest dating period: less than one week.

it's post-clubbing from zouk.

nothing crazy really happened. i had a good hair day, a pimple on my nose, killer shoes and got to meet up with old acquaintences, including the guy whose name i almost forgot but thankfully didn't. yay.

rah has coined a new term for people who just can't dance, and should stay off the dancefloor -- polar bears with inflamed legs. now bask in the knowledge : )

'meet you soon, i hope...'

note to self: people change right?

at this cafe i visited, i picked up a book that has quotes for every day of the year. it is meant as advice for those born on those days.

here's what 17 december had to say:

"when dancing life's dance, keep your eyes on your partner."

got it.

hearing aid: rooster // deep and meaningless

'it's the hardest to tell someone you love them knowing you have to let them go.'

tried, tested and proven true.

i needed him to know, i needed to know.

you've reached a point most call low
there's no breaking now, cos you're broken.
side step this dance, and throw your head to the stars

hello world, i'm back and feeling strangely happy. ( :

hello.

today's ST horoscope says:

Sagittarius

"there's a time to stand and fight, and that time is now. this endless cylce of push-me-pull-you was fine for a while, but now you need a resolution - and fast. state your demands and take action."

i don't believe in horoscopes, but it does leave a ring that won't stop buzzing in my head.

Q: is lychee martini the drink to buy for girls?

was begged to go down to acid bar last night, and i went because she convinced me that i needed to get out. maybe she was wrong, because i ended being a rather pitiful sight -- let's save that story for another day ( :

so we took our seats in an inconspicuous corner of the bar. the waitress came and handed over the menus. honestly, i wasn't up for anything that couldn't wash down sorrow.

shortly after, another waitress came by our tables and set 2 glasses of lychee martini's on our table.

i'm sorry, we didn't order these. i pointed out.
someone bought them for you.
oh? i looked over at my girl friend. she looked just as confused.
who? she asked.
erm.. a guy.. i'm not sure really.
it's alright, i was about to order a lychee martini! pipes my girl friend.
we thanked the waitress, and she scooted off quickly.

i figured, i'll enjoy the martini - and if it doesn't go well with the mood, i'll order up a beer. we decided that it was possibly her friend who was up on stage playing his originals, one entitled 'ashes', who bought the lychee martinis for us.

later the waitress returned and passed me a stranger's namecard and with a handwritten note at the back:
"thanks for brightening up the joint. hope you liked the drinks."

- J, (9xxx xxxx) <-- yes he left me his handphone number. hahaaa. of course,i messaged him to thank him for the drinks. here's how the world gets smaller; he's really close friends with one of my girl friends.

'why did you buy us lychee martinis?'
'thought you might like it.'

A: i guess lychee martini's are great too. but for me, an iced milo would win hands down anyday.

separation anxiety by karen brichoux
'how do you break up when you're just friends?'

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'let's talk.'
'we don't talk.'
'i know.'
you're stuck at the hips to each other. you can read other other; there is no point in talking. so what's next between friends? a scapel perhaps?
i want away from you.

what i loved most about this book was the fact that the characters are real, and you can see them at any corner of the street. delightful really. if you're in need of knowing when to let go, and when to hold on, read this.

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val's score: 7.5 /10
buyability factor: borrow it from your friend who owns it.

it's post-filming period now. and i love this period, just because. : )

i've gone and come back from bintan, refreshed and energised myself, gotten away from the whole what's-in-singapore business, spent hours in a hammock doing nothing much except consuming air, lived by the beach, ate food that i've never seen before, come back to what's-in-singapore business, did 2 full days of filming and photography (8am - veryvery late), handled worms, killed some, wore winter wear in blistering singapore, curled/teased/ straightened/pulled/damaged my hair, wore shoes 2 sizes too small for at least 6 hours, crossed my eyes over 50 times, wore a pink-coloured corset, completed 5 tvcs and 5 print ads (slated to be released end this month), closed another chapter of my love life, AND finished reading separation anxiety by karen brichoux.

i think it's been a rather fulfilling week, don't you?

i was wondering to myself what in the world could people be afraid of, and so i googled for 'types of phobia'. here's the link to an alphabetised list of phobias --- PHOBIA MANIA!

looky what i found!
Aichmophobia - Fear of needles or pointed objects.
i won't call what i have a phobia... but i ABSOLUTELY do not wish to be around needles or anything that has an intention of puncturing my skin. : )

and others...
Anablephobia - Fear of looking up.
Anglophobia - Fear of England, English culture, ect.
Anuptaphobia - Fear of staying single.
Arachibutyrophobia - Fear of peanut butter sticking to the roof of the mouth.
Astrophobia - Fear of stars and celestial space.
Asymmetriphobia - Fear of asymmetrical things.
Aurophobia - Fear of gold.
Automysophobia - Fear of being dirty.

this is only A. i think i've just found how i'm going to spend my holidays.

i went on a shopping spree yesterday.

major shopping spree.

i would love show you what i've bought, but i don't have a digi-cam or any pictures of them. maybe i will upload some in time (you'll just have to stick around to find out). heh. OR, just chill out with me more now that it's my holidays, and i'll try my best to get dressed in my gorgeous new clothes for you.

as do all battle wars go, you have to have a contingency plan. yes, i plan my shopping trips. sue me. *grin. my plans were to start from lido thereabout and walk my way to orchard point (that's past centrepoint/robinson's btw).

here's how it should've gone.
wheelock place --> wisma atria --> takashimaya --> espirit --> heeren --> emereld point --> centrepoint --> orchard point --> (and maybe) plaza singapura.

i didn't get very far.

i went to zara, topshop, aldo (for shoes), espirit, mango, isetan, dkny, americaya, charles&keith (for shoes), arithalia, gg<5, phuture london, forever 21, guess, and ended off with zara again.

i only 'explored' a little bit of takashimaya before having to end my spree because the shops were closing. hahaa. i have to say that the shoe shops were a bit of a disappointment; i didn't pick up anything. ugh. but i did see this pair of americaya white heels, $46, that i love - BUT the outlet i was at was out of stock in my size (38 - *hinthint.)

so the shops in bold, were the ones i purchased something from.

here's what i bought.
. brown 3/4 leggings (finally! i have leggings to wear my long-short outfits with! yay!)
. black long leggings
. green print tube dress (it was so damn gorgeous, i wore it, and instantly bought it - no questions asked)
. turquoise-blue capped sleeved dress (very stepford wives-ish; it's the one which screams, take me to your mother!! hahaha.)
. green print backless top (it was at an absurd price, BUT i intend to get a tailor to make me outfits with this basic look; so let's call this a really big splurge.)
. bright blue loose fit top/dress (i don't wear this colour, but i figured to give it a try)
. grey spants [sports-pants]
. white vintage top (love the cut, time to meet my tailors!)
. asymmetrical tube dress/skirt

and all for $370+.

i did say i went on a shopping spree yesterday. and that's because my moolah has come in!!! :D

can you tell i'm happy?

Q: do fools fall in love?

(all characters in this story are fictional. any resemblance to any person dead or living is purely coincidental.)

there was this girl, who fell in love a lot. it was as if, whenever she lay her eyes upon another male, who was more beautiful, more charming, more endearing then the previous, she would say she's found The One.
there is no such thing as The One, her best friend would say.
of course you'd think there isn't such a thing as The One, you've never met him. the reply came as a quick jab but does little harm.
it's not my fault that men are idiots.
you can't say that, if you don't give them a chance.
still, there is no such thing as The One.
given that, it doesn't mean that you can't find SOMEone.

yes, the best friends were different - like yin and yang, day and night, blueberry tea and honey milk. both worlds apart, but great together.

over the years, they grow up. it is expected for the girl who loved to love to be loved and love in return, and the best friend who didn't love, never to find love. maybe this is what maintains the balance of 'The Game'.

A: who truly is the fool? the one who never found love, or the one who got all the love in the world?

today's activity: filtering my coming week.

incoming:
5 print ads & 5 tvcs
2 1/2 days of filming/photography
$500
$200
2d1n at bintan - and a new short film
shopping for a new wardrobe
picking up work's leftovers
((jewelfest & $2500+)) <-- oh, i hope to get this.

outgoing: my love life

Q: when do you know you two are not meant to be?

you've given so much, and tried so hard. but somethings just don't work.
you've got the wrong key in hand, and the wrong keyhole in mind.
sometimes, all you need to do is know that it doesn't fit, and move on.

A: when you can't meet each other eye to eye, and laugh about it.