I am Thompson Boy

I'm So Under Pressure (Yeah yeah, yeah yeah) I'm So Under Pressure (yeah yeah, yeah yeah)

I can’t remember where I was this morning to be exact. I knew I had an appointment with one of the college’s rep to discuss over a competition that my client organized and I knew that I was dangerously late. All said and done, I made in time which is quite expected because of passing millions of traffic lights in the area where I stay, it would smooth sailing all the way. Kinda made me felt that if there wasn’t the need to constantly stop every few metres of so, everyone would have save plenty of money using the old back road instead of paying the toll. Now, I wasn’t being a cheapskate – it’s just that the location that I was heading too is easier to reach by using the non paying roads. After a 30 minute or so presentation, I was ready to leave. Wasn’t feeling too perk up to head to my next destination. Haven’t been feeling that way for a very long time. But you need to do, what you need to do. So as I was dragging my feet, not literally of course in my car – lo and behold a billboard ...

Wishin', and hopin', and thinkin', and prayin', Planning and dreamin' each night of his charms. That won't get you into his arms

Call on me Call on me Call on me Call on me Call on me

Searching for the right. I don't want to be a murderer (of my boss).

Imagine the joy of receiving the following email in your inbox: Being a skeptic, I would know and can tell that it meant Dior Parfums and NOT Dior Cruise or handbag warehouse sales because let's face it, it's too expensive to give away those goodies in sales and I am NOT 'affluent' enough to be invited for such bargain hunt events. Of course after opening it, I was right. Oh well. Anyhow, I got surfing and found a few small babies and god help me...I am so depressed now I could so walk into the boutique and buy. That's all. Won't think. Won't plan. Just charge it to the card. Cookie, please stop me.

There has been a few occasion in the past week whereby I had some thoughts in my mind either to bitch about this and that or just occasional comments on everything that happened but nothing materialized. Yes, I am unhappy over a few things of late and I seemed to have lost my groove. Lost my interest with everything. Just plain lost it completely. Nothing interests me more than going home and sleep. That’s all that I care. I find myself eating and not exercising. And it felt good. And day in day out, I am looking forward to Friday night and that’s all. Nothing else. I used to be able to just talk things through, everything just comes out in words or with my friends and then I find myself feeling all happy and okay with things but it’s just different this time. I feel better not thinking about it. Feel happier just to wait. Wait for the storm to be over. I know I am not the emotional kind whereby stupidity and random acts follow so there’s no danger of me dwelling in my so called down ...

I am about to rush off for a meeting with the Koreans. Nasty. Nothing like your soap opera hunks. But nevermind, I will pretend to be interested and look pretty. Pretty shirt - check. Pretty and hot low rise jeans - check. Matching belt and shoes - check. Hair - double check. Guess I am ready. Been looking at the latest from Fendi lately. Such a crassy brand. Look at the latest crossword tote collection. To die for. Even Cookie agreed that its fabulous. Wait till I find the picture of the huge ass boxer bucket belt with the huge ass F logo on it. Sigh. The price. Sigh. Best color is red, don't you think so? But the most beautiful of all is this baby - all in silver glory. I can see myself crossing the streets swinging this fabulous over my shoulder and looking all pretty. Don't even ask me how much it cost. I need to go and cry.

Yes boys and girls, I have no idea what is happening in my world of dance with Deepest Blue making a comeback and now Chicane is all geared up for a newie called Come Tomorrow. This is an awaited comeback since the problem with Easy To Assemble and the last single, Stoned In Love feat Tom Jones. So far, there's a just a remix by Cicada (speaking of which we had a bad experience with...the real noisy insect of course, not the remixer. It was so freaking loud and I killed it. The screaming sound of it when it was smashed into a pancake shape is nothing something that I would like to hear again). Going back to Chicane, I guess alot of you lot might not know what I am talking about, well nevermind. Those who do, an early listen to the clips of remixes is here Now, the only thing that is missing is more drinks. The one that we had with the girls on Tuesday was fab but I am dying for more. More drinks please. I am a fish. Also, note to self is that I need more sleep. I just want to sleep...

I thought that it will never happen. But it did. And that's the best news I heard all day. Yes, it's been a struggle lately. It's probably too boring or sound too complain-ish to put it into words. Well, I am glad that I am meeting two Big Girls (You're Beautiful). Can't wait to sink my teeth onto some laici martini. Haven't had those for ages. Going back to the good news: "DJ Play That Record" was played by Tongy last night for the first time.... http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio/aod/radio1_aod.shtml?radio1/tong Click forward to 20 minutes to hear.... New album almost ready, according to their MySpace page. OMG everyone should know how much I love those guys - Deepest Blue . They are fantastic. If you have not known about their fabulousnessness, it's time you should. Free streaming from their myspace page. Fei Mui would be pleased.

Since I am a teeny weeny free today, a fashion spread is called to order. After looking at some new arrivals from the Paul Smith online store, here are my top picks for the summer. Everyday is summer here which is fabulous. What I really love about Paul Smith is that his design incoporates everything British. Take one look and you can feel the style and the air in the clothes screams Brit Brit Brit. He's understated in design and yet admired for his creativity. Not overly mainstream like the rest of the Italian brands and you certainly won't find any imitations. Paul Smith, I love your design. Thanks to Cookie for introducing me to the world of mad and crazy stripes. Sandals, sandals, sandals...no one can have enough of it. There are few other designs which incorporates the stripe upfront but I am mad about white. I am all about white shirt, pants and shoes. Have yet to find the perfect white sandals and this is the closest thing to heaven for me. Knitwear, who can say no to th...

Hey bitches! Here I am again to talk about music. I guess that's the only thing that is keeping me sane. Haven't been really sleeping well for days now. That comes as a suprise because people who knows me know that I am all about the slumber. There's really nothing in my mind because I manage to seperates work from it and it's like whatever to work these days anyway. I still love it but like all relationships, it's the down period. I am not unhappy nor am I ecstatic about things which is why I don't understand why it is so hard to fall asleep. It feels nothing. I catch myself lingering about my room, looking at my books and wanting to read something but there's none. At least none that caught my attention. Despite all that though, I have the cheek to try to be merry and convince others to be happy and all that jazz and rap. Oh well, back to the music. 1. Samantha James - Rise This was a huge huge hit when it was featured in one of the OM compilation called O...

Continuing on the story of me and my work at Sg Wang last weekend, well I had the utmost privilege to work there on Level 6 and good god, what a culture shock. I have to confess that for all my life, I have never been up there on level 6. The thing with Sg Wang is, the more you go up, it gets fungusier. Sg Wang is fungus to begin with and yes, you can get lots of stuff there and all but one can take so much chinko-ness and la la ness for just one day. I have to say that the place doesn't scare me like most people but after spent much of my life and times there (Shopping order - Star Hill, Lot 10 and then Sg Wang for cheap CDs), you kinda know what you are looking for and the layout of the mall would not change. There's all these entertainment centre and nasty food areas upstairs which are all very dodgy and no, I have not been to the karoke upstairs and hence no experience on Level 6. Once you are there, you will feel like you have been transported to a different country, its l...

Who are you expecting? Today was abit tiring and I was expecting the worst. Wasted…well I really shouldn’t be using that word as I have achieved a substantial number of sampling. The truth is, I am in a middle of project for my client that requires data collecting and giving out samples and I can tell you – it was hell. Have done a few of those shit and each time a flop. It’s not easy to get people to participate even if it’s free and for their own good. Anyway, I received a call from my organizer yesterday that they need more manpower over the weekend to capture the crowd and was wondering if I have promoters to spare. My budget is busted and hence the only promoter I have is me, myself and I. However, the prospect of collecting 400+ data on a day by myself is next to no prospect. Immediately I thought of calling some friends for help. The first call to Miss C wasn’t too successful because the first thing she said was, what if my boss sees me? I was immediately annoyed by that comment...

You would know how it is when everyone seems to make small talk with you in the smoking room or during lunch – how was your weekend. At most it is usually my “Oh, I did nothing” or “I slept” which is really the truth because it is universally or at least known to my circle of friends that I enjoy doing nothing but sleep during my break. With the prospect of getting two days off this week and extending last weekend in all to make it 5 days of work absence bliss, I took the chance to cash in one leftover leave day from last year thinking that I would probably sleep it over, doing nothing productive whatsoever. I was wrong. Before I knew it, Saturday was spent in Genting with the girls and I must admit that it’s hardly what you would think of when it comes to a holiday getaway but then again it wasn’t my holiday, I was just there for a ride. Besides, any excuse to get away from the city is fine by me even though it’s not the beach and the nature tires me down before very long. Still, the ...