What do you do when you get online?

I think i got to be like the most boring person ever when it comes to online activities. I do the usual mail checking every time i goes online, which sadly to say, doesn't takes much time since i have only two email addresses and nobody ever emails me. Afterward, i'll usually log onto my blog and see if there's any comments that i need to moderate, which is also very VERY rare. Then i'll fire up hollywoodrag and perezhilton religiously to get my daily dosage of coffee table gossip on the fabulous world of trashy celebrities. I would occasionally check on my friend's blog but only two of them really blog while the rest have gone on hiatus for months, if not years. Aside from that, there are four other blogs that i stalk periodically on my blogroll, but that's it. Finito! I don't do msn or skype very often, unless i'm desperate for attention. I rather call then type. And i'm putting off facebook for awhile coz' its getting to my nerve with all the invites and notifications. Let's see what else. Hmm. Oh, i try to post an entry on a daily basis, but there's only so much you can blog about and i usually draft my entries offline on TextEdit before slapping it up online to post it. So what else are there to do online? Porn? I'm not really a fan. Online games? I hate games. Aimless google? A bit aimless kan?

So, what do you do when you get online?

Picture courtesy of eric, my sometime shirtless dop :)

One Down, Six More To Go!

I do wonder how often could one actually say that he spent his morning horse riding along the curve of the pyramids while baking under the sahara sun? In my case not very often, and it was a bless to finally drive down the dirt road that head straight for the triangle blocks at the horizon. The pyramids are massive sand castle of the ancient egyptians. And to think that it was built purely on human labour with the most basic of construction machinery bewildered me and totally changed my perception on eqyptian man in total! Maybe extending the trip wouldn't be that bad of an idea after all. Home can wait. Coz' right now egypt is my playground and princess nefertiti is my name! Aww.

A star jump at the pyramid. A must!

My horse named Michael Jackson. What a temperamental beast he was!

Making love with the nose-less sphinx

The things we do...

Thinking of working in film production? Think again. And then rethink it again. Coz' girlfriend, it ain't all glamourous and glittery as how its been package to be. Think of it as working at the bottom of the food chain. It kinda sucks. All the crap you need to do just to get the effing shoot going. I mean seriously, you have no idea what an incredible huge load of shit we put up with on a daily basis. I remember a few years back, when we were shooting in an abandon factory somewhere off the state, it was around two in the morning and my godforsaken producer asked me and my amigos to go buy supper for the crew and cast. There were about hundred of us on set and he gave me a hundred bucks and expect to have a full meal with drinks! Like hello? Which century were he from? And where the hell did he expect us to get supper when we're not even sure where we were exactly. But when push comes to shove, you got to do what you have to do. And that's how production works. You don't give excuses. You just find solutions. Shamelessly, i end up bargaining with the mamak fellas at three in the morning to give us a hundred pack of nasi lemak with no eggs and no cucumber and a hundred pack of the smallest teh tarik ever for a hundred bucks! And if that's not tragic enough, there was these other time when we were shooting a fast food ad in a big BIG bungalow downtown where believe it or not, one of those freaking clients have the guts to sit on a white designer chair and effing leave a period stain on it! Guess who have to drag the whole chair to the bathroom and clean it? Yours truly! Why? Well, the team were mainly guy, so basically the gayest one have to do the shit la. Ish! That put me off girls for a week or two, but it had to be done. Either that or we'll be thrown off the streets with an unfinished commercial. And don't get me started on the time we had to hunt for a hair talent at four in the morning on some stupid last minute request from the diesel dyke so-called producer on the job!

I would say you'll be better off brewing up coffee at starbucks than putting yourself up for film production. Its just not worth it.

Working HARD

The little pyramid from my window

Its generally hard to be a perfectionist. The constant urge to have everything done to a precise manner could easily have drive others to lunaville. But to be an immaculate perfectionist in a city that doesn't understands you is as fatal as driving your car off the cliff blindfolded. And when words couldn't explain what you're trying to say, then the charade games begin. You'll often find me acting like a pansy, jiggling my hands in all directions and coaxing up the ugliest facial expression just to say something as simple as asking where's the toilet. But even that doesn't work half the time. And when nothing comes your way, i guess the only best thing to do next is to just sit back and hope for the best. Forget about being a tight arse perfectionist. Forget about being in control. Forget about screaming your lungs out, 'coz there's only so much you can do.

So, when you catch me stuffing my face at the buffet table or drying out my worries with the wardrobe stylist, lets just say that its all part of a bigger plan to get the shoot over and done with. Besides, those food don't go eating by itself. Someone got to eat it. Why not me?

B u s y | shooting

I promise to post whenever i have a day off. Its been shooting like madness for the past weeks and i still haven't gone past half of the shoot dates yet. It ain't plastic fantastic anymore! Thank god there's a few eye candy on shoot for me to waste my time on. Otherwise, it'll be really boring! Talk soon!

Break A Leg, Egyptian Style

Oh, the craziness have begun! Today's officially the first day of shoot for us here in eqypt. We'll be shooting for the next twenty two days with four days break in between, which equals it to one hell of a hectic shoot! Oh, i can just feel the kang cheongness building among us as we cramp our heads and energy into getting the best out of the long shoot dates.

The weather here have been quite pleasant for the past few days, but the same cannot be say for today. It was freaking ice age again! Back came the four layers of ridiculously heavy clothings, watery eyes, freezing fingers and dry scrappy face! Oh, bugger. And there i was thinking that maybe i could finally put on my board shorts and parade around downtown in pride and glory. Guess maybe not then. Hmm...

You like my shoulder pads? I think they're tres fantabulous!

Sunless Paradise

Did i mentioned that i love the sun? Oh, i do! I love it. I so want to hug it. Kiss it. Embrace it. And tug it nicely in my jumper and keep it there for me and me alone! Can't blame me coz its been raining periodically now for the past few days. The wind is blowing stronger than i last remember and i have not seen the sun for days. Its gets duller by the evening, as we rush back home from work to get away from the bitter cold wind that swept the roads at night. Right now egypt felt like quite a depressing place to live in. Everything is gloomy and dull. Lifeless and old. Just like the city itself.

But don't get me wrong either. That was just me being melodramatic as usual. I so blame the weather! But on any given day, egypt is worth a go. Its history alone is enough to warm up the bitchiest bitch from freezing north pole. And it doesn't stop there. Not without diving into egypt's luscious culture and sultry heritage, that's uniquely unique on its own. A sunless paradise.