I am Thompson Boy

I must say that after an additional day of holiday (Friday), it feels really good. Weekends should be three instead of two days then everyone would probably rose on Monday feeling much better and happier instead of the usual grumpiness and complaints. I do have a standard answer to whenever being asked how my weekend was – it’s not long enough. Not that the additional day was eventful or anything like that, just catching up on extra rest and sleep. The whole week was spent preparing for the pitch work and among many other things – all work of course. Whenever I am given a day off, I will ensure that afternoon nap is in place. There’s just something reassuring and comforting about the thought of going to bed with the sun blazing in the sky/outside while your room is cool and shady, it’s what dreams are made of. It is probably the reason why I am so in love with the thoughts and memory of beachside holiday escapade. It’s not so much the destination or anything like that that matters but ...

It is very funny how sometimes when you least think about certain things, those were the things that sort of link everything together – creating a theme if you may for the events that follow for the whole week. I have to admit that while I was painfully aware that my dear o’ blog have been abandoned for while, there was so many things in my mind that constructing something of a sentence becomes a chore. As the week comes to an end and another new set unveils, I can sit down, retreat in the comfort of my room and jot all the little details and thoughts down. It is abit tiring to just blame everything on work as work as goes, there’s always plenty of them and they will never end. I was going through the usual amount of work, actually a little more this week since we have been brief on the launch of a new product that will be a pitch against another competitor. Another factor that my team is painfully aware of – we are not bringing enough goods to the table. All the accounts are either n...

OMG I love the music/SFX that they use for the ad and like hello, Twin Tower! Yes, people we are all born to shine. LG Shine will be heading our shores next month.

Stress Of late, I have been hearing complaints from my sisters about the level of stress from their work and quite frankly I can relate to them. Having been there and still doing that, I am amazed how far I have come. I used to be stressed out from everything at work. I think one of the reason is because of ex boss is always breathing down my neck. It's not exactly a bad thing because that keeps us on our toes and extremely careful with our handlings esp when you deal with deadline that is yesterday and things with changes and happens fast. That contributed to alot of late nights and lack of sleep worrying over this and that details. When you are in the business of dealing and depending on others, you have no choice but worry. Worried if everyone is doing their part, worried if they are dellivering from internal (art directors, copywriters, traffic and production) to external (suppliers, events management and etc). During my first few weeks at a better agency, I was even more stres...

Well, scroll on if you are bloody sick of Coach this and that because look at this beauty, like OMG! Isn't it a beauty? Now if only it comes with a free male model. But then everyone can thinspire to be good looking, don't we?

After much discussion and heartache, I know there's light after the long and dark tunnel. Cookie has given his consent and my sister reminded me that a cousin of mine would be making her way to New York next week. So what's next? Buy! buy! buy! After all, no matter how cheap it is in this or that country, all the prices is nothing compared to the US of A. I am like a child waiting and all anxious about Christmas morning. I couldn't believe the rock bottom prices that I will pay for such fabulous merchandise. I have settled and reviewed my finances and have decided on a few loots. Before anyone start rolling their eyes away, Cookie reminded me that the only reason why we are pledging to go overseas is to bargain hunt and since the best price that I will get is from the states, it makes sense to buy it now that my cousin will be there. I am much excite. There's so many things that I want esp that large tote but it's USD400!!! Breath. Breath. Breath. Tote is ubber fabu...

I just called Coach in KLCC and they told me that the fabulous skinny is NOT in stock. FUCK EM! and will only available at their next shipment. Guess whats the selling price here in KL? Fucking RM500-700. That's what I paid for this small sling bag ok!!! What a fucking ripoff. Bangkok trip, anyone?

You know once in a blue moon, no matter how much a cynical that you are – love happens. Just that I never thought that it would happen to me so soon. It’s not just any love, it’s love at first sight. I have always been searching for it and I am still gobsmacked that I have finally it. I went to bed thinking about it and dreamt away. Something so beautiful and so precious – all in my hand. Sayang, I love you too. Who wouldn’t love this FABULOUS (all caps ok) Hamptons (very posh indeed) Weekend Scribble Mini Skinny. It’s called ‘skinny’ for fuck sake, who wouldn’t love it? Look at the beautiful multicolor logo in scribble style, it is pratically an art piece. I have been looking for a small bag for my coins and card and this is it. I so need to own it. Check out the description: HAMPTONS WEEKEND SCRIBBLE MINI SKINNY You can toss this versatile piece into your favorite handbag or carry it as a small clutch. This season’s new Scribble Pattern makes it stand out in a crowd. # Outside credit...

There was a time when my colleagues were gossiping over this silly show called What Woman Wants during lunch and since I rarely catch free to air stations’ show, I didn’t have much to say. But that did not stop me from knowing the trend of so-called reality shows that have been hitting our local production – you have everything from talent *cough*cough* shows to home makeover and now love and sex. I did however managed to stir some conversation by asking – are those guys what real women want? In union they all said no. I saw the two finalist which was featured on a newspaper article, didn’t bother to read because I knew at once that they are not what REAL women want. I have always believe that most women are contented to find someone whom they can rely on, someone to protect them even though they don’t really need the protection, someone they can talk to and someone that will lie when asked if their ass looked big in this or that jeans. It was that simple. But of late, I realized there...

Friday ended really well for me even though the good news only meant more work and more headache to come. I have finally sold a proposal and while that is a relief for me, the real start is about to start especially when it comes to execution. Then there’s the award submission letter which I managed to get my client to approve – that bloody thing better win something if not make it into the finalist. Seems like the promotion is not too far from horizon now that I have managed to nail a few things down. A win at the Cannes will be great but that’s just a tall order but who knows? Anyway, since I am in a good mood and all, I have decided to indulge myself with food and also just lounging around practically doing nothing. I would probably need to plan and chart out the whole thing for the execution of my proposal tomorrow. But that’s tomorrow. Today is still here to enjoy. Oh and Disney channel just shown The Little Mermaid and me and my sister used to loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee that movie...

Lately, I admit that besides doing nothing much at work, I have been preoccupied with something – Yahoo! Answers. I would have thought of that, years ago when I search and toiled for answers to my never ending online question. What on earth was codec, how do one go around coding html and etc etc. Gone are the days when you need to beg and email someone for help and information only to find them ignoring you or the email address is no longer valid. All you can do is go on desperate search in hope that you will find the solutions. Some of the questions are quite typical and some are downright silly. I quite enjoy reading questions posed by students looking for answers to their assignments and while I can understand where they are coming from, I can’t help finding them very silly – questions like is outdoor advertising the way of the future and replacing TV and Print and etc etc. Then there are some enquiries on Malaysia or in the Fashion and accessories section which prove to be just as ...

Midnight snacks tastes good and being single means happiness Went out for a spin on Friday night, I was still hungry even though I downed a whole plate of rice a couple of hours earlier and already out and about looking for food. There’s this stall that sells my favorite Sarawak noodles and I got some ‘siew mai’ as well. It feels good to be out on your own, doing what you really want, indulging, spending your hard earned cash and ultimately feel happy about it. And it cost next to nothing to have your tummy filled. That’s really life simple pleasures. If only I can find a way to bottle that feeling of the moment and use it against those moments of depression and unhappiness. Such a waste of time to dwell on unhappy things. I went to bed right after eating. Yes. Tummy full. No routine sit-ups. To bed. Heaven. I can’t bloody afford a book that cost RM50 Something which I’ve found out when I was out with Cookie in Ikano over on Saturday. We were there to see what two persons can do with 4...

Romy and Michele are two former schoolmates who have also been roommates for ten years after the time they graduated, and their lives are far from successful, they can't even get a date. As the 10-year class reunion approaches they try to do something to make an impression on other former schoolmates and finally decide to act as though they are very rich business women who invented Post-It Sounds like a horror story to me but that's exactly what me and Cookie will be doing come Thursday. We have not met up with anyone from high school for like ages and frankly we don't care. They have given up on us and we love to be tagged super bitch for turning our fabulous nose back at them. Some of them even got married and never invited us. Not that we are dying to go - I rather spend the money on myself than some crappy-late-to-start wedding dinner. And these ppl actually married or are still dating their high school sweetheart. Good grief! However, since they actually took the time ...

Fast-food ad hype undos healthy lifestyle drive Fomca (Federation of Malaysian Consumer Associations) secretary-general Muhammad Shaani Abdullah said it was an irony that while the authorities were promoting wellness programmes, fast food adverts have become more widespread. Anyone still sane in this country would probably be rolling their eyes for days since the commotion over fast food hit our brain snooze country. Yes, the topic is not new and we can argue till the beef burger, chicken nuggets and pork chop come home and it will never be settled. On one hand, we should be caring for our health and good on the Gov trying to do something about it while on the other it's a personal choice. Moreover, everything in life if taken in excess could be bad. Even sex. But not shopping. If you are Paris Hilton of course. Nevertheless we are cringing here at our office over some news about some local stations pulling off fast food adverts of late. Which is really interesting because I read t...

Karma cat-meowww Right about after the official office hours ended, my colleague popped a question to my cubical neighbour. She asked if anyone is interested with a little drink since there was free vodka lying around and all we needed was juices and ice. Before we knew it, the little cubical was transformed into a mini bar cum smoking corner. Well, that's advertising life for you. Apparently from what I heard, in the 80s the glorious days of advertising, everyday after work is happy hour as opposed to long working hours. I kinda miss those days of coming from lunch with a mini hangover. Anyway, I went home after downing two glass of the best mix of vodka ribena that I ever had. Only to come back and see that the neighbor's cat has shat on my front door again. We have in the past tolerated with them invading our shoe shelf with urine and hair and those noisy breeding season nights but after three days shitting marathon - I had enough. Those who knew me knows that I am more of a...

The good After a long discussion over coffee that I had, catching up with Cookie on my trip to Thailand, we have decided that enough is enough. We have spent so much to boost our country’s economy only to be ripped off our hard earned greens. While this is not my first trip to Thailand but certainly the one where I am fully equipped with the knowledge of fashion and appreciation for the ‘different’ things in life. I have to stressed that I fully respect others who might not like what I like and totally comfortable with going with the general masses on opinion and taste and being different does not make me any better or worst, just different. Anyway, back to the story I promised that I will try not to bore you with the details and pictorial guide to every nooks, corners and food essay. After all I can’t write a travel novel like Frances Mayes’ Under The Tuscan Sun so I won’t bother. What I will talk about is basically the joy of shopping which I have never experienced before. Of course ...

Sorry bitches as I have not been updating - working from 9-12 (not noon if you know me by now) and I will be off to land of sun, sand, sea, sex (none for me) and shopping: Thailand tomorrow. Till next week! Bye bitches!

A startling revelation came upon me as I was having lunch today with my girl Cookie. You would have not expected those pesky and sometimes pitiful people coming around you just when you needed the quiet time most - to enjoy that deprived cigarette, that bite into a hot and juicy/poisonous/oily fried chicken or just a hot cuppa to rudely interrupt you with some plea of donations. Now at the risk of sounding like a scrooge which I am, enough is enough - written and said about these syndicates of beggars, always asking for donation. The authenticity of the plights are questionable and how many can one donate anyway when you are approached a by few every time you have a meal - 5 times a week. There are once or twice when I felt generous or I have known such or such organization exist that I actually parted with my hard earned cash but most of the time I will just dismiss them. There are many tactics employed by them ranging from handing out tissue (Kleenex, please. Premier is crap), bookma...

As I finished the last sentence to my utterly horrible and disjointed work, I breathed a sigh of relief and mentally noted to myself that I should learn to not bite what I can’t chew. When you are absolutely of no talent whatsoever, it’s easier to just acknowledge the facts of life and walked away with what’s left of your dignity and not instead pretend to be writer with your little cute laptop writing about everything under the sun. Who am I kidding? This, what I do on a daily basis is not even fit to be called writing - more like web space junk. But sometimes I think giving up is so easy and trying has no harm. But when it comes to so many things in life, do we sometimes raise the white flag and walk away or struggle with the pains, the waves crashing – up and down and blowing cold winds in your mind, all just for the sake of believing in your heart? Now it is a common knowledge that only anyone who is seeker of pain would get himself or herself tangled up any forms of relationship a...

OMG I love blue eyes, on my men and on my phone. I guess they shouldn't really shout about the 2mp. Shine - at an LG store near you in April.