I think a part of me is starting to conceit to my own incompetency.

I am the last person on this earth who can tell you that I lead a life of balances, it’s either an excess of everything, or nothing. So yah, this post is one of so many elements that it simply doesn’t make sense.

You know that girl who balances family, work (not even a full-time one, dammit!), pole, passion, travelling, sneak in some time for a book, friends, lil indulgences of Gossip Girl, How I met your mother, Modern Family, CSI’s franchises, Mentalist, and upcoming Walking Dead, L4D2, cooking and baking, laundry and the dreadful ironing, and still have the luxury of time to do the shopping and doll up and look pretty and have a great life and then put it on the blog…?

Apologies, that’s not me, and could possibly never be.

And this immense sense of dissatisfaction, may I just clarify that it is not a sad, depressing kinda dissatisfaction, but sadomasochistically a happy kind because things are happening, is constantly gnawing at me that a part of me actually feels like staging a mutiny.

The kind that will take everyone by surprise and just.. happen. It just so that with so much things happening, it just seems like I have to trim some parts out of my life because I find them absolutely unnecessary for myself to move forward.

Frankly, even killing this weed-infested space did cross my mind, but it’s a dear part of me, and I am sentimental that way.

All I need is just a pair of giant steel balls, and it may just work fine.

WORK

I feel like nothing is moving forward yet. And to think that I am actually leaving on Monday… doesn’t even faze me. It feels like I have suddenly numbed to all the mumbo-jumbo, and hey, whatever shit that comes my way, I will pretty it up and pray my darnest best that it can fool others that it was just a chocolate cupcake.

Yes, the marketing instinct gotta kick in.

I am actually very much enjoying what I do. I actually enjoy the people I meet, the lovely new people who always have something new for you to learn about the world, the people. And I have to say that I am incredibly lucky to meet 98% of good people who selflessly taught me so many things, to the point that couple of days, after a particularly bad day, I felt like breaking down and cry over how disappointed I am with myself.

Yah, I know, very funny, meet nice people then I want to cry.

But then.. somehow the uncertainties ahead still loom… and the sustainability of it all, where’s it gonna lead me? I don’t know, but I know I am very much enjoying myself at the moment despite all the apprehension.

That aside, I am still not yet packed. In fact this morning I woke up to realise I have not done any laundry and I have nothing to pack for the trip anyway.

And then, another mad scramble ensued.

MINIBEAN + FAMILY

The redundant and theatrically family gatherings are low on my priority these days, cos maybe a part of me gave up, and to return home everyday and spend time with Minibean in between proposals and putting her to sleep (because she has been MC-ed for so long, her grans are taking care of her while we’re at work, and would send her back after we have reached home from work and she’s dropped off before work), and listening to her gems of wisdom.

For example. There was this night she was sleeping, and she started pinching my cheeks, which was right before her face.

She said that would make them swell and become pinkish.

And then she immediately asked, “So mummy, I pinch my neh neh poh poh, and they will become big big and bigger?!”
I don’t want to know what she has been up to, and her disappointment that it would be my sorry genes than her failure of keeping up with the pinches.

With the Hand-Foot-Mouth-Disease rampage in her school, she was grounded at home after returning to school for a day since her immunity system is still down from the viral infection she hadn’t fully recovered from.

Look who dropped by in the studio to say hi to all the jiejies?

She said she was shy but she refused to leave. But okay lah, I understand how she is shy, just like me!

She watches Chinese documentaries with me about China while I doing researches, and I TRIED very hard to make it interesting to her. Which prompted her to say…

“MUMMY I HAVE BEEN TO CHINA, I CAN HELP YOU TELL THEM ABOUT CHINA!“

Oh really, baby? So what do you know about Shanghai since you’ve been there?

“Uhm… THEY HAVE MANY MANY FLOWERS! I SAW YOU KNOW!“

Like Singapore doesn’t have any?! “Okay.. so what else do you know about Shanghai?”

“*dramatic pause for 2 seconds* I KNOW! MUMMY! I KNOW! CASINO! MUMMY! CASINO!” she was super excited when she thought of casino, and I worry much.

*cough* not *cough* me

Then she very animatedly said she had been there, and she even slot a coin into the slot machine.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I shall question my parents soon.

And then in another very awkward moment. She came to me and said.. “Mummy, next time I naughty you don’t scold me or spank me okay (insert bambi eyes and her puppy looks), you just tie me up can already okay (suddenly breaks into a big, happy grin)?

WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT?

Where did she get that from, really?

And after these days at home, she has said she doesn’t want to go back to school anymore. SHOULD I BE REALLY WORRIED NOW?

FRIENDS

This one deserves a post on its own especially after all the gatherings with old friends, and some new ones along the way from work.

But some of the new ones have a way to prove to you that what the cynical you have always knew, some new ones surprise you by staying around and the old ones will throw you bigger surprises that you ever thought possible.

THE BLESSINGS THIS SPACE BROUGHT ME

2 days ago I was so tired that I nearly got into an accident if not the cab had e-braked in time before hitting into my car on a rainy night.

And that was a conclusion to a bad day with lotsa mistakes made, and it was pretty daunting. So daunting that I didn’t even feel much about been nearly hit by a cab and I shrugged it off.

But I got back home with a nice surprise placed nicely right outside my door, and I have honest neighbours who didn’t loot them off!

I think Nestle kinda knew that I need a break… and how oddly coincidental.

As I didn’t know anything beforehand, it came as a very comforting surprise at the end of the day.

Have a break.. have a KIT KAT!

Minibean was adamant it was for her, until I showed her the letter that it has MY name on it.

Nice try darling, but it’s for Mummy!

Instead of the normal KIT KAT bars, it came in such an exquisite packaging!

The thing is, I didn’t open it until today cos I didn’t have the time to, and it’s so preeeeeettttttty!

Because it is so thoughtful, I cannot NOT do a shout out about it.

DARK CHOCOLATE KIT KAT Otonano Amasa! I lllllllllooooovvveeee dark chocolate, if you hadn’t already knew.

Apparently it is only available in the Japanese market and is limited edition. I feel kinda special now in my mediocre life.

And awesome news is, now it is actually available in the local market!

Normally we know how expensive to get a taste of Japan, but the pricing is very much reasonable. For a sharebag of 13 pieces, it’s retailing at $6.75, and for a box of 3, only $2.95!

But it’s only available for this month of October and exclusively at NTUC Fairprice, so don’t miss the opportunity to miss this.

And it’s not the only flavour that sets a new experience for our taste buds, cos there is also Pumpkin Cheesecake which I wish they will have a permanent release for this too cos it’s so delicious.

How to lose weight like that?!

As you can see, it’s also perfect for the tricks or treats this Halloween season!

Thank you for a dose of comfort just when I needed one, Christine

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I am utterly sorry that I haven’t been giving updates on the Olay Project 360! I can’t believe how much I have missed while being trying to learn the ropes at work.

Here is episode 4 of the series which we learn about elasticity and see how we sweat it out and get on all fours for a stretching session!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RDVQyoGTl94

Sorry that my embedding issues are STILL not sorted out!

I remember how it was raining so heavily and we were all drenched before filming and had to take a cab back even though we were just across the road. We told the uncle to make an U-turn and thankfully he was one of those nice ones who didn’t even complain about the short distance.

We actually managed to finish a 3 course lunch despite only having half an hour, and Wendy had a plastic bag on her head to protect her beautifully styled mane. I was only glad I was in singlet and shorts, so that means mininum drench factor!

I haven’t realised how work has been eating me up and I totally to update you guys the most fun episode of the Olay Project 360 of all – episode 5 – which we learn about luminance to the skin, and achieving and maintaining that healthy, vibrant glow to the face.

It is also a very special episode for me because I got to know a new friend who’s everything I wish I am. AND we get to raid the LoveBonito.com warehouse with the gorgeous Viola as special guest.

We had a mini-makeover, and this is our before:

Me with Valerie, this year’s Miss Singapore Universe.

And then after we headed to LoveBonito warehouse, where everyone had plenty of fun:

Waiting for filming to start and the raiding of the entire wardrobe from first collection of LoveBonito to begin.

And then we are all ready!

Nobody can outpose Qiuting, and this is Team Oh Yeah.

Me trying something different… and LoveBonito’s stuff all out of stock damn fast and I managed to try on this petal skirt before its launch and everyone liked the skirt, before I knew it, sold out already.

Yes, that’s Amanda’s ass.

Supermodel of the group!

See! Even though I stood further away, I am still so much bigger than her!

Can we send her to US and take part in ANTM huh?

Qiuting me and Amanda!

I keep thinking about the song “Bu zhi dao wei le shen me… you chou ta wei rao zhe wo…” don’t know why.

One of my favourite participants in the project, Daphne, who has such incredible wits, and an amazing mother I have lots to learn from.

Wanna see the results of it all? Here’s the link and see the gorgeous Viola dispensing tips on dressing up and all and being an amazing host to us as we made a mess out of the warehouse!

Episode 5 of Olay Project 360:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ix30Xolr5r4

Okay, time to hang the laundry up and back to my reality! My washing machine moved 4 inches while doing its wash today cos there’s too much for it.

Hopefully I have time to update before flying off, and that I might end up getting really lucky and not blocked from all the sites when I am in Shanghai!

On and off there are people who asked me if I could help to disseminate some information and I always say it would be a pleasure, but then you know how things always go… go here happy lah, go there party lah, sick here lah, rest there lah, hiao here, sashay there, lazy here, feed fish there….

… THEN ALL NO SOUND NO PICTURE!

Sorry, I know I terrible friend.

SO! -DONG DONG DONG CHIANG CHIANG CHIANG-

I am asking for help for random friends who asked me to help them for all sorts of reasons, say, feed their family, relieve their shopping impulses, appease seething spouse, keep their jobs, save their virginities… well, you get the drift.

So hopefully people out there who have as massive hearts as cough, yours truly do, please see which of the below your big hearts (or big pockets) can do a little something to make a difference.

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FIRST ANNOUNCEMENT:

EASY ONE!

The Cathay (yes yes, the mall with the cinema near Plaza Singapura) has launched its very virgin facebook fanpage!

Kudos to the brilliant, impressive, awesome, cool marketing team for its efforts. Cough.

*Though I am not sure why I was told that if I can get people to join, I will flash one boob, and if I can get 10 people to join I will flash both boobs.

THEN LIKE THAT I HELP FOR WHAT?!

*Please be mindful that the above mentioned WILL NOT BE HAPPENING since I ain’t getting paid for this. Pfft!

Anyway I was saying, go to The Cathay Facebook Page and join as a FAN, like, er, NOW, cos they will be giving out movie passes, exclusive merchandises or even goodie bags sporadically through their facebook page.

In the next couple of days, they will be giving out Little Big Soldiers movie passes. Wheee!

So simple, join a do a good deed and increase your good karma for 2009 (private joke)! Almost end of year already,  so faster!

How to help?

Step 1: Do you have a facebook account? Yes, sign in. No? Sign up, so easy!

Step 2: Go to www.facebook.com/thecathay

Step 3: Click on “Become a Fan” on top of the page

AND YOU ARE DONE!

Simple right? If you don’t feel like helping out, then… the next one might be for you!

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SECOND ANNOUNCEMENT:

I know Christmas is just over, but guys, there is always a reason why you should show your love and affections for your ladies, so here are plenty of chances for you to do so.

And ladies, don’t have chaps nevermind, we can always depend on ourselves to give ourselves the much needed pampering, right (not right also must humour me!!)?

Please note that I absolutely abhor passing off fakes as genuine goods cos that is as good as fraud, so I am going to just put up authentic products, helping friend, or not.

I have a friend who had bought a limited edition Louis Vuitton Suede Whisper, which has a gorgeous texture, and in mint condition which she had only used a couple of times.

It was from the Autumn/Winter collection 08/09 and the most beautiful part of it was its smooth, suede finish, with a touch of elegance with its handles, trim and keyfob all in the skin of python.

Lo and behold! Louis Vuitton Monogram Suede Embossed Whisper! It is black (Kohl to be exact, though it is more for guys who have no concept of colours) and is the one on the left of the picture.

When the design was first launch it was sold out, and honestly if I have the financial means, I would be buying this from her lah!

It spells luxe with its interior lined with grey calf leather, and it comes with a pretty little lock at the bottom right side of the bag.

I know how much she can’t bear to part with this baby, so I am helping her to look for someone who really knows how to take care of this piece of beauty. And I know some people were looking for this design some time back, so hopefully…. this bayyybehh can find a home.

Condition: 9/10 (She takes really good care of it and she only used it a couple of times)

Retail: SGD 5400

Letting go at: $4500

Drop me an email at joewei.ting [at] gmail dot com if you are interested or have any questions to ask! And I will link you guys up depending on her comfort level!

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THIRD ANNOUNCEMENT:

If you are a little more anal about “virginity” and would want to purchase a never-used before, brand new luxury bag, this may be…. a dream (I know it is kinda like mine, giggles).

A friend was given a black Chanel Classic Medium Flap Caviar in silver hardware (oh gosh, did I hear Chanel? I can’t breathe now!) by mistake (she had wanted a Jumbo Flap), and is willing to let go of her never used before Medium Flap, with its strap not even pulled out from the way it was since she had gotten in just a month ago.

It is 100% genuine, and you could bring it to the shop to authenticate it or she will refund. Comes with “birth cert” and all.

(Why I go search for the picture then I ended up feel as if I was hypnotized by it ah?!)

If you are a lady, I say, grab it.

If you are a guy, no issue. Is okay one! I say, buy it and give it to MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE so I can be in the Chanel club, I am oh-so-shallow, and you can shove in it my face and I couldn’t care less! I mean I like the Jumbo size also and I don’t care gold hardware or silver hardware, but who will hiam so much?!

Is so mysteriously beautiful man! WHY MY LIFE NOT AS GOOD NO ONE BUY FOR ME ONE?! Giggles, nevermind, earn one myself next time, can one, plenty of awesomeness!

But just not now for me

Upon confirmation and payment, the bag will be hand delivered to you on the same day!

Condition: Brand new in dust bag! 10/10 Virgin!

Retail price: SGD $4330

Letting go: SGD: $3999

Gosh, I want to see that one more time. Maybe I see enough will become mine.

Sibei heavenly.

But. Still not mine. Boo.

Anyway, same thing, drop me an email and I will be the contact point, cos, er, sensitive issues to sell off things people give.

If you a chap with big heart, can buy both, don’t give me also nevermind.

Drop me an email at joewei.ting [at] gmail dot com if you are interested or have any questions to ask!

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FOURTH ANNOUNCEMENT!

A petite-frame friend of mine is letting go of two pieces of dresses, which she has never worn before (except to try them on cos they are too big for her).

Both dresses are bought from reknown blogshops locally, and are pieces that are pretty popular.

Honestly when she showed me, I was quite impressed by her taste, cos hahaha, I like the dresses! But with my orders from Victoria’s Secret coming in, I am on a LONG shopping ban, till further notice (just stab me!).

First up is a peach-coloured dress:

Which is plenty of class and will enhance your figure with its hugginess around your waist and midriff. It is ideal for work as well as a formal dinner or even a date!

It has a V-back (I love V-back clothes!), and is flattering on the figure.

A bit of more information on this:

PTP: 14 – 17 inches
Length: 32.5 – 33 inches
Fits UK6 – small 10
Bodycon (bottom) and matte silk satin (top)

Woops. I promise I will help her put it up but I forgot to ask her how much she wanna let go :X

Another one is this casual piece which personally I adore more than the above:

The sleeves can be adjusted and be worn as short-sleeved or sleeveless dress! Made from cotton and spandex, so it is very comfortable for day wear, and accentuate the figure as well!

And sexy deep-V at the front!

Underbust/Waist : 11 to 16 inches
Shoulder to Hem : 32 inches

Same thing, send me an email, and I will direct your enquiry to said babe!

Man, gee, I thought this was going to be a short post, and I didn’t expect it to really sap so much of my energy. Maybe it is the flu and maybe it is the wavering determination.

Tsk.

Okok, so I probably have to wait till tomorrow to blog about my Christmas. Ill with flu, you know? So very weak and tired and…. need other forms of relaxation.

So shoo shoooooooo go help go help now!

I feel like a lelong site now heh heh.

Note: Kim, if you’re reading this, was trying to get in touch with you via email, but it couldn’t get to your mailbox Kindly get in touch if you see this!

I have various thoughts flying around in my head and I have decided not to link them up together, so each paragraph shall be totally random, having no link or whatsoever.

***

On MC today after waking up with this sore throat and stuck nose that had given me a swollen eye. I cold-sweated throughout the night with various kinky strange dreams making me tossing and turning semi-consciously. DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW SUCKY THE FEELING IS?! Especially, add in the fact that you are bleeding. Having a slight fever that is enough to annoy the hell out of you, but not enough for you to be all paralysed in bed.

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I was terribly disturbed by having a dream about a client, one of the many many I met last night. I think the event had its lasting effect on me, for me to still dream about it after it had ended. I remember being pretty drunk in the dream, and this client of mine insisted on sending me home, albeit a lil shyly (yes, shyly, not slyly). I got a peck on the cheeks, and then when he nibbled me on the lips I was like, “OH NO, THAT’S UNPROFESSIONAL!“.

He ended up at my place(or rather, the awesome looking glass room with fantastic view I own in the dream) As if the dream was too hard for my poor heart to take, it self-censored the contents of the dream like how Channel 5 also does it, from the point when I was touched, and then I woke up in the dream naked, with a naked chap next to me, and with me not remembering what had happened, thinking, DID WE DID WE NOT?

Absolutely bizarre, I tell you.

I woke up in real life cringing, and wondered why on earth wasn’t I dreaming about the 2 other cute clients instead.

***

Have I mentioned about seeing 2 young boys quite cute at the event last night? Giggles.

***

Why do people always warn you to be careful of clients and telling you how sly and tricky they can be, when all I feel about them is plenty of awesomeness and graciousness so far?

***

Had a meeting with my ex boss yesterday, and it was good catching up with the old colleagues whom I truly miss.

It was a pretty fruitful meeting.

Time to trudge on.

***

Met up with a mystery guest at HarbourFront on Tuesday, and it was yet another great meeting, after we haven’t met, nor spoken for more than a year.

With all the baggages off the shoulders and thrown to the floor, I was amazed and pleasantly surprised how I enjoyed the catch up session.

Thanks for the scones and iced tea.

I was supposed to buy, you know?

I am really, really thankful for all the guidances and opportunities you had given me.

***

I didn’t realise how little I ate yesterday after adrenaline kicked in for me to mask all the shyness and switched to social butterfly mode.

Now stranded at home, tired and restless, and sickly, I was thinking why didn’t I attack the buffet with full vengeance.

***

When installing Mac Office to Macbooks and iMacs, I jittery-ly confessed I was a virgin Mac user. I saw the reaction that was one mixed with sheer horror and ample sympathy.

Anyway.

I had to take on an orgy of 9 of them at one go.

The first one proved to be a challenge when I had someone helped me slotting the disc into the Macbook.

When I was done, I wanted to eject.

I didn’t know how to. So I did what I do best next – Embarrassing myself.

There was this little black box next to the disc slot, and I started to put my hand next to it, waving it up and down.

I had thought it could be motion-sensor technology, you know? Like toilet like that! Quite creative thinking on my part what?!

I did it for quite some time, I might add.

Then after being totally clueless, I finally conceded that I needed help, and the savior showed me the BIG BUTTON right on the keyboard that has the eject sign on it that I totally missed.

BAH!

Fine.

Onto the iMac and I did fine after inserting it into the CPU, and then similarly to the external drive.

I had a problem with the last one, when I then had to ask for help again to borrow an external drive.

The savior, who by then had walked the entire distance of Great Wall of China just by walking up to me and back to his post repeatedly, smiled friendy-ly (impeccable service I have these days ah!) and then seems like trying to stifle a laugh, inserted the disc into the side of the monitor.

DUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

I widened my eyes and blinked.

Then I giggled at my stupidity.

The very helpful staff at iStudio at Orchard Central laughed a little and said, “The Mac is very fun,” or something along the line.

Well, I will only do better the next time. Bring it on, baaayybeeh, I feel like Mac expert already.

Ahem.

No longer iDiot!

***

I enjoyed the event.

I bumped into a lot of people who reminded me of the lost youth (not say a lot of youth to begin with).

Even though I would feel that there was some obligation of the conversations made most of the night as the usual PR, but I actually felt ALL of them (even the one with the talent agency boss) were to a certain extent sincere, honest, down-to-earth, and pleasing.

iLike!

***

I feel to uncomfy to have a good rest, so I shall watch Memento, and finish up The Lost Symbol since it is beginning to get into pace. But I find myself have t0 stop myself from outpacing the book cos we are familiarised with Dan Brown’s style .

***

I am a lil delirious and finding stringing a sentence a bit hard.

Annoyed to be bugged by sickly bug, but then somehow I still feel somewhat happy from yesterday. My head still feels heavy though.

***

I am giving my Alpinestar boots away (actually I just mentioned I am delirious right? I had meant to type this sentence in a MSN window but then it took me a good few seconds to realise what went wrong).

It was one of the most beautiful presents the ex had given me(truth to be told, I think he is immaculate with gifts picking and he always had plenty of thoughts put into them) and I love, love them though I probably wore them only twice before.

I never had the chance to wear it thereafter, and I know I probably won’t wear it ever again.

But I am a hoarder.

I kept them with me for the longest time, and I find it actually hard for me to part with them.

But then I think I have decided that I can find it within me to let go of them, and keeping the memories.

Thank you for the memories.

***

I think prayers answered, someone’s husband is bringing me food, giggles, sounds so scandalous ah!

But then, I will be very happy with them taking the boots, cos, they probably make full use of it much better than I do.

Ben and Cat have remained to be one of the sweetest couples I have ever known, and now they have 2 little ones to complete their beautiful family, I can be dreamily charmed into believing fairytales do exist.

***

Why is my muscle aching also huh? I don’t want to get the flu! -sulks-

Will be back with more later tonight.

Whatever it is cannot say anything too emo because this lady had howled 2 years ago after I wished her happy birthday here.

Happy birthday Potatomusmaximuscarrotpottypooeyoneyee!!!

I am sorry for the jersey but I did tried it on with 2 mini-balls, and next time I will try with 2 real-sized ones.

Oh. And next time if anyone of you wanna dispose of the McDee’s trash from the evening before in its signature brown paper bag as you leave the house, maybe it is wiser that the gift wasn’t in a brown paper bag too.

The lunch was one of great revelation.

Only people who don’t need to waste moisturiser moisturise their boobs. And some of you may never understand that.

Any the way, she seemed really the happy, and she went on to be very the happening in the evening.

Happy birthday darling!!! I will leave the mushy stuff to others this time. With much love from Minibean and me (I honestly have no idea where she learns that act cute pose from).

Big girl already, be good huh.

***

The heat is sweltering over the weekend, and I blame my lack of productivity on that. Ahem.

My mind is all over the place these days that it is barely funny. I will be searching for my subway cookies on the table while working and eating at the same time, before I realised they had mysteriously went missing.

And I didn’t recall eating them AT ALL.

But the telltale signs of crumbs on the sides of the mouth, and when the tongue took a swipe at the back of the teeth.. oh well, I had eaten them without remembering the enjoyable process of tasting the sweets.

Then I would drafting the same emails TWICE, without realising I had sent the other one out.

I have a hard time remembering things. But everything will hit me hard in the chest when I remember how much more things I have to complete. Gasp! Gasp! Gasp!

Either I am getting old, or I have been bubble-wrapping myself up way too well. Of course, there are other ways of them haunting me, considering I have been dreaming about work/colleagues/co-worker/boss consistently for the past couple of weeks.

I need to get some groove and soul back. I can’t wait for June to be over. Actually, by next week, I should be able to breathe easier. Now, it is just the next few days…. -shudders at thought-

I have no idea how I dozed off while watching The Nanny half way yesterday and woke up only 14 hours later.

That should last me through the night tonight.

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I squeezed too hard and my toilet cover finally caved in. Giggles.

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Happy father’s day to the most amazing Papa. Thanks for everything and get well soon.

Sometimes before I sleep, I always pray you will lead a long, healthy life, so you can be there each step of the way Minibean growing up.. and the day she finds her happiness.

I want her growing up with memories of you, and how you have been nothing short of wonderful to her each step of the way thus far.

We love you, Papa.

From Minibean and me.

***

With powerpoints come procrastination.

And with procrastination came Cidade de Deus (City of God).

It was a movie which tantalised and shocked with its brutality, and opened up one’s eyes to someone else’s real world out there. It was based on a true story (with almost entire of its cast picked from the slums), and I remember how Clarence had urged us to watch it back in 2002 because it is such a fantabulous story.

Of drugs, slums, violence and survival.

I was drawn to it, though halfway through it got to me a little whenever I saw the kids involved.

However, you don’t see the children as children in this show, it just marred the distinction, though at times, when you try to remind yourselves they are just mere kids, the discomfort will set in and hit you like a brick to the chest.

The movie couldn’t be produced in the real City of God as it would be too dangerous to do so, and they set it in a neighbouring slum, which the director later commented that if he had known of the dangers involved earlier, he would have dropped filming from the beginning.

He trudged on and we saw a masterpiece.