Warped

Warped

Sunday, 7 August 2011

What a week

GOT MY INTERNET BACK! So this week was hectic. It was supposed t be one of my more free weeks except for th usual castings and stuff. However i got last min assignments and it has not been easy man im so tired my body feels so fucked. Well, it is partially my fault for still partying despite having early mornings.

Th highlight of my week has definitely gotta be B.o.B's Music Video. It was so last min i knew about it only few hours befr. Initially, i was suppose t have a shoot that evening. Obviously balancing out a normal shoot compared t being in B.o.B's MV, th choice is more than obvious.

Before i get started on blogging about it - for idiots who have no clue who B.o.B is, he was featured in Airplanes along side Hayley Williams from Paramore, and sang Nothin' On you feat. Bruno Mars. Well just t name a few.

So for th first scene, Bob sat in between myself and another girl. So while he sang/rapped we were suppose t look all 'seductive' like usual MTV videos hahaha and run all hands down his chest and what not. Not explicit larh, it wasn't as bad as it sounds. And then they took a scene of me feeding him steak hahah. I have never been a fan of him, but boy is he cute!

As for th next scene, we got changed into our bikini as it was filmed in th pool. I was quite excited because i've always wanted t swim at th pool @ MBS SkyPark. Whenever im at Ku De Ta, i have never understood th end of th pool but then i realised there's a ledge and its not freakishly scary or anything. So for that scene it was pretty easy we just surrounded him and danced/laughed while he sang his new song. It was really funny and Bob is super nice he's not like those aloof celebrities and such.

Th best part - this is gonna sound really lame but i swear its 100% true. I was swimming around while waiting for Bob t finish his solo part, when suddenly smth in th sky caught my eye. And guess what, it was a SHOOTING STAR. I.SWEAR. Besides th coincidental shooting star-airplane Hayley Williams ft. Bob song and all, it was so pretty. Like i've never seen a shooting star in my life and that was a first. So what did i do, i made a wish duh!

We got changed after that and of course took pictures with him and his crew.




I feel pretty lucky t have been given th opportunity and it was so fun. And it wouldn't have been possible if not for Serena Adsit - www.mintsingapore.com, my representation.


And so th next day, we got free VIP tickets t Bob's concert. Went with Lydia and i gave Iqbal a ticket too. He was awesome live. I always got goosebumps when people sing really nicely, and i got goosebumps at certain points at his concert. Unfortunately I DID NOT KNOW THAT iPHONE CAMERA HAS A ZOOM so i didn't get good pictures. Did take videos though. Th concert was held at Hard Rock Sentosa @ Th Coliseum. Th Hard Rock Hotel is wicked man.






Iqbal and i went t Clarke Quay after that, partied at Le Noir/Attica. And that was where th torturous ordeal began. Had supper with Cassh, reached home about 6.30am. Slept for an hour as i had castings etc. Partied that day too, which was Thursday and totally impromptu. Ended up at fucking Pure fitness Gym @ Knightsbridge at 6am t sober up and get free Iced Lemon Tea, reached home at about 6 plus in th morning, slept at 8 and woke up at 10 for modeling. Had a meeting with Alex Liu, director of Ms Singapore, took a look at my book and was considering t refer me t Milan for further competitions in September. So we'll see where it goes. Went home after that, met Sufi for dinner at about 8.30pm. And i was so fucking stoned. Thanks for dinner if you're reading this Sufi! Hahah and hope work is not being a bitch t you. Partied after that, reached home at about 5am, woke up at 10. I had an event from 3pm-9pm where i stood for for th whole fuckin 6 hours! Photographer did a mini shoot with me, though she haven't retouched it all yet.

What a week man. Tmrw i gotta wake up early for Catwalk training, Monday im busy and i don't even wanna think about th rest of next week.





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