I reached home at 10.55pm last night, because I was helping Ice Cream Waffles for their ad. And I was the manager for Jab (i.e. the one whose nails are painted black in the photo) for the day. After all the shooting, we went to East Point KFC to eat. Cheese melts are so nice. Shared whipped potato with Cindy, the lamest girl I've ever met, but we can click. Right?

Feast your eyes on him girls, while you can. Because he's taken. (BOO! I know right!)

Note: He's just here for a sight for sore eyes only. Not more than that. I swear.

So here I am, at MLC, chilling out with my best-buds. I can't wait to work with Ajir for the Coke Ad. What's at stake? $10,000. And Salwa Sally is my partner for the Ad. Double Duos for Art Director. Awesomeness.

Dad asked me why I keep on going home late these days. I said I had shooting after school. When the truth is, there's nothing to do at home besides watching TV.

I've been throwing phantom buckets of water through the phone to wake Suhaila up decently early enough to make sure she's not late for school. The verdict? She forgot to bring her shirt for SW, but brought Siti's stuff.


"Remember tonight for it is yet another new beginning for always..."