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One step at a time
I'm learning to fly.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008


One of the films that I'm producing now:


http://myunderwearmyworld.wordpress.com/


A comedy about a kid who misses his past mum and thus wears a pair of underwear over his head believing he can see his mum with it.



Mailbox

everyday i stare at my mailbox.

stare at the inbox.

waiting for it to BOLD up and say (1) or better (10) beside it.

getting dissapointed that it's another campus mail.

then as it comes to 12, and its lunch time. maybe they'll mail be after lunch.

by 2, i'm armed with my phone to call them up if i still dont see a reply.

and as 5pm comes, my heart falls when i don't get a relevant mail at all.

then i start again. to mail everyone from 5 to 10pm, hoping that tomorrow, maybe.

i'll recieve a mail again.

Friday, September 26, 2008

ending with a smile

Ah.
Time to take out the moldy FM2 at home and go snap pictures.
Waste 35mms.
This time color.
I'm gonna be lazy and develop it outside.

Enough typing today. Time to sleep.
Sponsors be friendly!

I love it when the day ends with a smile.

Good night. Lets leave all the dreading to when the dreading is gone. (:

Monday, September 22, 2008

Chiquitita

For my girls. :)
Mamma Mia is for all the girlfriends in the world!

Chiquitita, tell me what's wrong
You're enchained by your own sorrow
In your eyes there is no hope for tomorrow
How i hate to see you like this
There is no way you can deny it
I can see that you're oh so sad, so quiet

Chiquitita, tell me the truth
I'm a shoulder you can cry on
Your best friend, i'm the one you must rely on
You were always sure of yourself
Now i see you've broken a feather
I hope we can patch it up together

Chiquitita, you and i know
How the heartaches come and they go and the scars they're leaving
You'll be dancing once again and the pain will end
You will have no time for grieving
Chiquitita, you and i cry
But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you
Let me hear you sing once more like you did before
Sing a new song, chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, chiquitita

So the walls came tumbling down
And your love's a blown out candle
All is gone and it seems too hard to handle
Chiquitita, tell me the truth
There is no way you can deny it
I see that you're oh so sad, so quiet

Chiquitita, you and i know
How the heartaches come and they go and the scars they're leaving
You'll be dancing once again and the pain will end
You will have no time for grieving
Chiquitita, you and i cry
But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you
Let me hear you sing once more like you did before
Sing a new song, chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, chiquitita

Friday, September 19, 2008

Funding Help

I'm looking for funding for the 2 short films i'm producing for our final year project.

Respirator - a heart wrenching science fiction tale of a mother's love.
Three legged pants - a comedy of a boy's unique relationship with an underwear.

It will be shot in HD and thus will be costly. We pray for a miracle. We need every little piece of help!

Any kind sponsors do call 96345002. Every little help counts. You can make the future brighter.

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Thank you

No matter how busy I am.

You deserve this BIG THANK YOU miss lau.
So big it'll go round the world and to beijing.

You must be the 1st to watch Where is My Chinese. So wait for my little trailer!

Saturday, September 13, 2008

emo....

haha. time to reflect. so i post. its all blabbering. dont waste your time reading unless you wanna emo.

i've been doing it unknowingly. a 9 to 5 job everyday. then soon i'll start getting tired again. and the flame will die and i'll run away once again. i hate posting these stuff. but i guess even the saddest thing will come outta my mouth and sound like a joke, just because i dont want to agree that it is sad. that i feel sad, and i dont wanna admit that sometimes i wanna wallow in sadness too, to cry with no reason, to feel even a bit that i'm giving out negative energy and that i'm may be another emo bitch.

ah i guess my PMS is getting at me. BAH! so BEWARE. NEGATIVE ENERGY incoming!!

been reading blogs of my fellow "artist" and suddenly i realise that i've once again lost something that i cannot describe. but for good or for worse, it's hard to decide. to survive? or to live? i hate that question! to survive. i find myself saying, even though i encourage everyone to live, cheer them on to. but here i am surviving, and it's been like this for a while. i've "matured"? i've become so accustomed to it, to bursting my dream bubbles, to planning realistically, to working in order, to being politically correct, to smiling so sincerely even when i don't mean it, to saying "jia you" and push myself on no matter what.所以我真的开心吗?面对躲着的自己.

i miss my dreams, i miss the mess, i miss the carefreeness. i guess this is the price that comes with growing up.

maybe i should mop the floor wet with soap with cloth, then kneel on it and slide around the house assuming i'm cleaning the house with my brother.

maybe i should share a room with my brother again. then draw a colorful castle around my bed and a window that opens into my brother's zen and posh castle.

maybe i should build a better paper phone to contact my brother to scheme another illegal late night up.

maybe i should dance again.

maybe i should play bball again, scream for my teammates and sing like idiots the way home.

maybe i should remember enjoying bowling games.

maybe i should remember how i jumped up with joy and screamed "OMG! YES YES YES!", when i read the ADM admission letter that came to my letterbox, in public.

maybe i should just let god decide and i'll slack.

and if the sky falls i'll take it as a blanket.

i guess i finally understand why i cry everytime i go to church. any church. but then again, i guess i still will when i go again. if i go again.

then again all this aside. my day-off is over.
SO! BACK TO WORK!

jia you shiqi! miss SQ.

Friday, September 12, 2008

Self declared Day off

today's my self declared day off.

no emails. no proposals. no school. no film. no whatever.

today i'll watch tv drama, lie on the bed, sing along to music, laugh.

work desk: closed.

Monday, September 8, 2008

bento journey 1

oh i'm so excited about making lunch for tomorrow tonight!

I've gone shopping in Daiso, and after staring at the real japanese mini bentos for a long time, which is cute and small. I decided on the big tuperwares next to it. 3-tiered, so i don't starve my guinea pigs.

Tomorrow's guy bento menu is wakame rice or garlic pasta, tier 1. beef and sesame spinach, tier 2. hard boil egg and tofu, tier 3.
Mine will be without meat include tomato and celery.

Gosh. I wonder if it will be edible.
Hopefully.

Pray for danny and my brother tonight. lol.

Saturday, September 6, 2008

September rain

finally the rain has stopped. bring away all the gloom!

too many things have happened that I dont wanna talk about so i can smile as always.
and its been 3 days since my crazy girl partner has gone overseas telling me she wants to kill me.. TWICE. haha..

and i wonder how my crazy girl and jo and jass did it travelling to and fro the 2 ends of singapore everyday for the past 2 years. 5 weeks and i'm dreading the rest of the year. everyday i stand at my door praying that saying "poof" can actually transport me to school.

and i'm also broke from eating out everyday. so i'm going to start bentoing.. and to stop danny from tempting me into eat 2 lunches (my bento then a meal out..). I'm going to make bento for him too, and my stingy brother is going to bring my less than edible bentos to work too. haha. so finally time to get proper bentos instead of my metal tin and tuperwares.

watch me come daiso!

SQ is meant to be smiling and always exclaming! so rain rain go away please! and bring away the gloom in those eyes. :)

miss you girl. but its only 2 years of the rest of our lives, so yep see you soon!
whatever the future brings.

rainbow after the rain, right?


Live life to it's fullest.
Believe and it will be.
Simply. Shiqi.

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