Unicorn Love

My boyfriend who is an attention whore never once stopped bugging me to blog about him ever since I started blogging again. I've already dedicated quite a fair bit of attention to him but apparently that has failed to garner me any peace.

Leon, babypie, little kitten, light of my life, you know there's absolutely no need for me to declare my love to you to the entire cyberspace. In fact we don't even need to prove our love to anyone at all, but if you must insist, here goes:

I never thought I was capable of being so crazily in love with anyone at all, but you fucked up all rationality within me and made it happen. Somehow you have the ability to make me speak in a ridiculous high-pitched-act-cute-baby-tone that I've always wanted to slap other girls for, and I also can't imagine how anyone can ever make me so happy to the extent that I just want to burst out in giggles out of the blue and squirm around in inexplicable joy without reason sometimes. I know I sound fucking crazy. And I thought this intense euphoria would subside after 3 "honeymoon" months of being together or so but nooo, it still resides within me after so long.

I know there are people who think that we'll break up due to your army period or because we're too young or whatever other reasons, but I don't occupy my mind with those. Neither do I obsess about marriage with you. Whether we end up together "forever" or not is up to fate and our own actions, and living in the moment with you is already enough to make me so content. It's like the contentment is so full, it's bursting out of my heart, brain, body, whatever, that I simply have no more space left to think about anything else. I hope you know that these 2 years of having you in my life had been so immensely fantastic.

Leon, you're my best friend, lover, AND my fucking rainbow.

And I just want to snuggle with you in bed all day long. *_*

Memory Lane: Cheerleading

Apart from life revolving around Film, Sound & Video, I joined cheerleading after I got impressed seeing pretty girls capable of executing seemingly difficult stunts like flipping in the air in glorious synchronisation. I truly had the time of my life in Magnum Force, especially with some of my favourite seniors and teammates from my batch.



All-girls junior team

If you can't get approval for the loft during intensive final year projects, it's probably because it's reserved for cute cheerleaders like us! Haha hell fucking no, SDAR needs to revise its current regulations ASAP. FSV seriously needs the loft when it comes to filming periods, even more so than cheerleaders.
 
With Gloria, such a cute president. The wound beside my eye is the aftermath of crashing face first into the mats from attempting a front handspring.


Zero display of skills here (sorry Fakhrin), just a reminder that this was the fittest time of my life and I probably won't be getting back my six pack abs anytime soon.


Hwele, my most trusted teammate. She literally saved my ass countless of times when acting as a backspot for our routine. Funny how she started off hating my guts and I thought of her as a total bitch.
At Madeline and Brina's theme party. Can't remember what theme was it though. I think it was along the lines of nerdy, or retro, or red and green? No idea.

Sleepover at Hwele's place.


Bondeque


Annual General Meeting with a "priest" to ward off evil auras.

Appreciation Dinner with all the pretty girls


We took Neoprints during our Genting trip!

On the way back to Singapore with such a lovely group of friends.


Hitting Phuture on my 18th birthday.


Soon after it became Hwele's first clubbing session with us.

At Peng's house. Just some of my favourite seniors here. It's such a pity that the group dynamics have all changed and I can't help but feel poignant thinking about how we won't ever meet up and have fun like we did in the past.
This awesome photo is done by Brina.
Amidst tears, sweat, blood, awesome hardcore physical training, intense stretching sessions, bruises, falls, and grumpy faces from lousy new stunt attempts, I recall always laughing so hard till I couldn't breathe, having crazy camps and sleepovers with people I loved spending time with, and always having mass outings together. It was all just so fun and bright and sunshiney with all these wonderful cheerleaders. Marvelous times, really.

Alas, all good things come to an end. Academic obligations became overwhelming and things sort of spiraled downhill after my seniors left. The ugly side of cheer had become a reality and it made trainings rather unbearable. Not wanting to get sucked further into the whirlpool of perversion (very subjective topic here but I stand my ground nevertheless), I pulled myself out of cheerleading entirely after 2 years. It wasn't easy to leave the teammates I truly appreciated behind but I'm glad I was strong enough to stick to my decision.

The only regret lies in me being unable to achieve the dream stunts that I was aiming for. Oh well, at least I got my flexibilty hehe. It's an awesome skill, if one knows how to make full use of it!

Will I become a cheerleader again? No. I'd never want to spend my life again in situations where my worth is based on how well I execute a backtuck or if I am light enough for my base to prop my heelstretch up with a single hand. Life is worth so much more than showing off your flexibility and prancing around in a short skirt with hopes of clinching a national award. Or if you are a base, spending long hours in the gym buffing up just so that you can throw a tiny girl real high up into the air. I repeat: Life is worth so much more than that.

Do I regret joining Magnum Force? No. Despite having cheerleading branded as a "bimbotic" co-curicular activity, I've actually gained so much insight from interacting with coaches and teammates whose characters were all vastly different with their academic courses spanning across a wide range of study, not just from film school. It is safe to say that my horizons were actually broadened through some of them.

Most importantly however, some of the friends I made through Magnum Force are wholly invaluable.

And the best part about this is that they're now mine to keep.

Throw contentment, disappointments, expectations, commitments, satisfaction, compromises, sacrifices, passion, jealousy, trust, and a whole lot of other irrational emotions all together into a bowl, whisk it together, and there you'll have an idea of what "love" is.

I suppose the best part about having a partner my age is that I get to have fun at batshit insane levels that probably wouldn't have been possible if I were to be with someone much older than myself.

Went to 40 Tiang again, this time to watch faster cars like the Porsche, BMW M3, M5 and GTRs drag. Turned out they were there just to race against a 600bhp Civic Type R. Well, we weren't acquainted with the driver so let's just say it's rumoured to be 600bhp. He lost all rounds though.

Irrelevance

Summary of Friday night:

40 Tiang > police (TP WRX) > run run run all run > got separated from Leon > sudden massive downpour > reassembled with everyone > dispersed again > went home to sleep

Hi, I need my life back.

Summary of Saturday afternoon:

Tanning session with Hwele > pasta + drumlets delivery to the poolside > conquered a few laps > sauna > "tai-tai" talk

Marvelously relaxing day.

More random stuff:



Atop Caleb's Defender. Haha such a beast of a vehicle.

The guys met up to test the GoPro HD HERO2 and I must admit for a video camera that small, the quality was pretty decent. It was better than what I've imagined it to be, but still unimpressive under low light conditions. If there were any lesser street lamps along Singapore roads, the camera wouldn't be able to capture any more details. Potential buyers thinking of videoing night sprints along dimly lit roads, do consider twice.

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 I caught a baby lizard and scared Leon with it hehehe.
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Found an old photo of my ripped wrist piercing. Such a pity. It was my favourite.

Lesson learnt this time: Never be overly enthusiastic and load 3 rolls of film into all 3 different cameras and attempt to shoot all at one go. It will take an eternity for all the rolls to be finished before you can send them to be developed. You'll also forget what film you've been shooting on if you haven't already stuck the film type to the back of your camera. Shoot one at at time, chill, have fun!

Drag Strip

Joined Leon for our first trip to Pasir Gudang. Boy was so excited to see the race.

On the way to checkpoint.

The traffic to Pasir Gudang wasn't light and it took us quite a while to reach our destination.

www.johorcircuit.com.my

We entered the track past midnight, so it was technically Sunday already.

Race tag

Apparently on most race nights, the entire area would be packed with spectators. We had no idea why it was so empty that night.

There was a gearbox oil spill when we arrived, so we just hung around waiting to catch some action.

The track was incredibly dusty due to the oil spill. Seemed like powder was used to absorb the oil and they probably didn't bother sweeping it off.

The waiting area before drivers got in line for the 300m drag race.

Here's a video of the guys racing:

Post-race with a happy boyfriend.

Heheh Honda's a pussy magnet.

Overall it was a short but interesting experience! Inner speed demons were all appeased and I'm sure everyone had their fun.

Anyway digressing, the lack of flash and usage of only kit lens while shooting meant horrible performance in low light conditions. I had to bump up the exposure like crazy in Lightroom, hence the grain in photos which I then resorted to smoothening out. Can't wait to get the D800 and have my own set of dream equipment! *_*

Ok bye bye gonna hunt for food now.