Mafia

Hi. It's been awhile.

A lot of incredibly horrible things manage to happen in a span of two weeks, and that's on top of drowning in homework.

I managed to crack from the pressure of having too many things on my planner, but enough of that. The past is in the past. A lot of fun, exciting stuff is coming my way and I will be very very busy, but I am very psyched!

In the meantime, check out some of the incredibly hot and fierce photos from last night's Mafia-themed photoshoot for FMSA SMTs! Click to zoom in.

Photographer: Syuhada Hassan

Lighting: Joellyn Toh & Justin Tan

Make-Up: Bonnie Wui & Chin Zeikei

Special thanks to Mr. James Sharpe & Fendi Yusada

Weak

Crying out of frustration. It's the worst kind of crying.

In my opinion, it's the weakest. If one cries out of sadness, like if someone died or you lost a relationship, it's only normal. Crying because things won't go your way? Weak. But what rational thing can one do to that's a quick fix for frustration? Smoking? Punching a wall? Not even a drink is a quick enough fix. Endorphins from chocolate would just make you fat, and endorphins from running would only make you tired. So crying. Easy. Minimal mess, as long as you're not wearing eyeliner like I am.

Thank God this cab driver minds his own business.

LIVA: Life

Hi.

This is going to be one of those nothing-is-going-right-in-my-life teenage post filled with annoying bullshit. You can choose to ignore it, it's fine. I just need to let it out. Let us begin.

For fuck's sake, answer me when I talk to you. Do not ignore me or pretend to not see my messages, especially when I'm dealing with something very important that could potentially help you. At least acknowledge me with a "I'll talk to you later. Busy", or humour me with a "K". Even a "K" is so much better than being ignored. Goodness.

Do not overhype shit. So there I was out at 2am waiting for this amazing thing to happen, high to the bones, but no. Nothing. This is bullshit. Waste of time and lifespan. I waited for hours, but nothing happened. Why on earth. Why.

If you have something against me, like my character, how I look, how I act, it's ok. You can bitch about it behind my back, I seriously cannot care less, but if you have something against my work, say it to my face. I honestly want to get better at everything I do and I accept criticism, so tell me what I'm doing wrong, don't just fucking let me fail and look down at what I do.

Eh, bitch please. Don't act all high and mighty like you're better than us. Despite being a professional at the topic on hand, you have no right to judge us and bluntly imply that we suck just because we don't spend as much time in hell as others do. Spending more time out doing your work does not equal to the amount of work you get done, so shut the fuck up and learn your manners as a professional and also as a civilized individual. You're not gonna get my respect just because you're of a higher authority. You earn it. Pompous asshole.

Hello, people in charge of the transportation system in Singapore. Get your shit together. I am not paying hundreds of dollars a month to get such crappy service. My busses either take a year to come or either always full, and the trains get delayed so often which causes the next train to be incredibly packed! I wouldn't mind paying so much for transportation, but this is ridiculous and definitely not worth it.

Let me finish my sentences, you dick. Don't fucking cut me off in the middle of my story with something you "randomly remembered" and start telling the story of how you kissed a million guys or how you got so wasted at this party. I do not care. And then you bug me about finishing my story after what feels like centuries later when I don't want to anymore, and you call me annoying. What the bloody fuck is wrong with you.

Just because something works for someone, doesn't mean you have to copy it. Have you no shame? Blatantly ragging on something that was a one-hit wonder and stealing it as your own. Go away. You don't deserve shit.

Why bothering having a status of higher authority when no one takes me seriously anyway? Here I am, ragging on to everyone to do their fucking work, and they just take me lightly and ignore me. What the fuck. I talk to you and you don't even listen. Just because we're friends despite this status of authority doesn't mean you can just treat me like you would a friend when dealing with this project. Fuck no! Why would you even treat a friend this way?! What is wrong with you.

Ugh. I am so annoyed at everything, because everything is being so annoying, and don't dare say it's PMS, because it's nowhere near being that time of the month yet. So fuck off.

I need a cigarette right now. Or a drink. Or maybe both. And more.

I still think we're T1A1

I've had an extremely crappy week. From transportation, to dealing with people, to schoolwork, and to everything else. I just had a very bad week in general.

However, my classmates have really helped cheer me up! There's Karthik forever entertaining me with Karthik's Kritique Korner, Sally bestowing us a magnificent cake from Awfully Chocolate, Kelly for entertaining me with Superman poses in aerobics, Samuel for always being willing to help me out with Maya, Ervin for helping me look out for people worthy to be Poshed, and my two lovely girls, Kuan Hui and Nicolette for tolerating my ramblings, cheering me up, and entertaining me with the stupidest yet funniest stuff ever.

I really love my class. Even though we don't look as bonded as other classes are, we seem to work together really well. It's better to have a few friends and the rest neutrals, than a lot of friends who, for all we know, are frenemies out to attack you.

We should really go and have a class dinner somewhere soon. The last time I think something like this happened was on my birthday last year at Island Creamery. We all need to go visit Food For Thought now!

Also, I love how into Poshism most of my classmates are. "Hey, Liza. Got see Poshism last night anot?"

Preview: YouTube Stars Concert

The Fashion Culture

Fashion Feud is coming in a few weeks and submission is starting this week.

If you don't know what Fashion Feud is, it is Singapore's first inter-polytechnic fashion competition where the five different polytechnics compete to see who has the most fashionable students. The person who gets the most Poshed look on the site gets to win cash prizes, and shoes from Feiyue! It is hosted by the recently revamped fashion site, Poshism. 

Some might say that Poshism is pretty much a Singaporean version of Lookbook, but there are some differences. They are similar, where people can upload their looks on the website and people can posh/hype their look if they like it. The major difference is that in Poshism, the uploaded looks are moderated before being uploaded to the site, whereas in Lookbook, any submission goes on the site straight away.

There are pros and cons to this. Some may think Poshism is better because since there is a moderation, the looks on the website would be of a much higher standard. But then again, I think it could be a con as the moderators may like a different fashion style than you do. This results in not having your look posted, or not liking the looks on the website.

There's no way to fully satisfy everyone's needs and wants, so I don't think that there is anything wrong with having moderators on the site. I think it's better to have a higher standard of what the judges would want, rather than having a whole mash of different things. Quality over quantity. So I really do like most of the looks that are on the site, and I like how it feels like it's such a tight-knit community. I think Poshism is doing alright, and it's definitely gonna go real big in the future.

To learn more about Fashion Feud, click here.