Tuesday, March 31, 2009

I’m a Musicon Celebrity thanks to Maxis Broadband

It's back a second time around
with a totally different theme!

The Nuffnang-cum-Maxis party, I mean. Woot woot! And this year, it's called the Nuffnang Music Bash '09 (FYI, last year it was called the Nuffnang Wild "Live" Party) powered by Maxis Broadband (again, the same guys).

Whoa. Déjà vu moment.

Writing this actually brings back memories of my post for last year's Maxis-cum-Nuffnang event – Nuffnang Wild "Live" Blogging. (Click *here* to read last year's gimmie-a-ticket-or-I'm-gonna-mogok-giler post.) I remember being so gung ho. Just revving to go. Haha. And then I remember hitching a ride home with a friend and leaving early cos the MC was a real pain in the butt and the place was just too stuffy for me to put up with after the week I had. -_-

So since last year's party kinda blew for me, I'm gonna try and get me a ticket for this one so my perception changes. (But as you can probably already tell by now, this decision came after much deliberation – considering how late this post is. -_-) I wanna give this party a shot and hope it turns my views on blogger parties around.

I know the peeps at Nuffnang throw the most awesome-est-test parties since I've attended some myself so... we'll see how it goes with this one. Anyhoo, I can't imagine how it could go wrong with this equation: Music + Nuffnang Party. Sure positive answer wan.

Thing is, like most Nuffnang parties, this one's a dress-up party, too. And this lady I'm planning to go as, I've talked about before. Dedictated a whole post to her even! Haha. Ladies and gentlemen, introducing the one and only, oh-so-gorgeous, hawt hawt hawt...



So cun right??? She's that Nuffnang hottie I was gushing over earlier this month lah – just a day or two after she started appearing on Nuffnang's blogger homepage. But that wan all not important. What's important is that I WANNA BE HER at the party!!!

Blond hair and glittery dress aside, all I need
are some loose curls around the shoulders...

The original post entitled "The Han Feng Pro
Mini Hair Straightener – The Mini Wand With Lot Of Magic"
was published on Monday, January 19, 2009.

...some flowers in my hair...

The original post entitled "Birthday '08 - Bed Of Roses.
Uh, Not Quite. =p"
was published on Tuesday, November 25, 2008.

...a little bit of cat-eye make-up...

The original post entitled "Desperate Times Call For
Desperate Measures"
was published on Friday, February 13, 2008.

...a star like the one Ah Beng has on his face here.

The original post entitled "If You Can't Banish Pimples,
Hide Them" was published on Thursday, April 10, 2008.

(I hope I have time to shop
for the heart-shaped earrings. -_-)

Once I'm all glammed up, that's it lah. I'm gonna go diva on all the people I meet. Do that like-you-know-like gibberish nonsense all bimbos do and refuse to have to wait for anything. I'll even make The Housemate get up early, cook my favourite breakfast and serve it to me whilst I'm still in bed. HAHA. (*rolls eyes* Yeah, like he'd ever do that for me and pfft... like I'd ever let him into my room. -_-)

I'd make my manager schedule all my meetings with tea breaks in between. Then I'd make him cancel all of them cos I've got a lazy bum, a bad hair day or an angry zit that refuses to pop. I'd wake up as and when I please and go to bed without having to think about when I'm to say "hello" to Sunshine. I'd shop like a princess without a budget and live like a queen.

Ahh, if only life were that kind.

So many dreams and so few that turn into reality, eh? I think I should start being hopeful for something a little more tangible and realistic. I want a Pop Princess Maxis USB Modem.

*cough cough*

Think they'll give me one if I go as Pop Princess?
(No points for guessing which one of the five I want.)


They should. I'm supposed to play a Musicon Celebrity on the night of the party, yo? And celebrities always always always get freebies and sponsorships, right? So, why not me? I'm saying thanks in advance, Maxis. It'd be rude if you don't proactively do anything to deserve it. (Ahh, blackmail's da bomb. =p)

Project 365: 30/03/2009 [Pee-Pee-Picha]

That's me in the ladies toilet at The Office. =p

Wat? It's a nice toilet lah. Haiyo. One that only smells when people poo. -_-' And uh, it's also just a little freakier than I'd like it to be at night. -_-'' Got sounds wan. -_-'''

Project 365: 29/03/2009 [Sunday = Sabbath Day]

I took a day off Project 365 last Sunday. Was just so tired from Saturday's activities that taking a pic didn't even cross my mind. (Actually, I forgot to snap a pic but I'm sure you all knew that already. *grin*) So here I am, making Sunday my perfect excuse. Sunday's the Sabbath. And that means REST! Tee hee. So this is what you get two days after Sunday.

I think I'm starting to like this
forget-a-photo-draw-a-pic thingy. HAHA.

Monday, March 30, 2009

Project 365: 28/03/2009 [Yo, Wassup?]


At the Panasonic LUMIX Roadshow last Saturday.
Was sitting on the steps of the stage chilling with Mr Snake
after the competition, before the
winner was announced.

Wassap, y'all???


There's more where this came from. Will put up more pics of me with Mr Snake here when I start on actual blogging. Sigh. Procrastination is bad. And playing catch-up's a b*tch. -_-'

Project 365: 27/03/2009 [I Spy With My Eye The Sky]

I know it looks like I was Negaraku-ing in the middle of nowhere but, rest assured, I wasn't. I was brisk walking, actually. Was on my way back from recording at the time. Snapped this on my way from RM3 past Warong and on towards The Office.

Can't remember how or what I was feeling at the time (that's the problem with delaying posts -_-) but from the looks of this picture alone, I'm guessing I was probably emo. Heh. But memory serves that since it was a new top I was wearing, it couldn't possibly be that I was. Hmmm.

Anyways, I was looking up cos, well, I didn't wanna look like a freakazoid who was so self-obsessed that she just had to take pictures of herself walking in the sun. Haha. Buat buat a bit. Plus, I always wondered what I looked like from a 5yo's point of view.

Project 365: 26/03/2009 [Replacement]

Forgot to take a pic that day so this is
what you're gonna get in place of my face.

Hope you appreciate the effort.
I think she looks like a real dear. =p

Project 365: 25/03/2009 [When In Car And Not Driving, Camwhore]


This me on my way out for lunch with Dennis The Menace and Duh Roads. Was bored so I whipped out the OMNIA for a picture or two (or three or four or, I don't know, like, a hundred!? -_-). But what the hew. It's one of the very few times I occupy the back seat of a Satria. Might as well remember the day. Plus, in hindsight, I have no regrets whatsoever. It was good hair day so I'm glad I captured it. =p

Oh, and contrary to popular belief, Project 365 isn't dead. And no, I haven't lost interest in it. It's just taking a little more time than I'd like cos I've got sooo many other things to talk about, too. It's usually either stuff that I actually have to be in the zone to write for, or it's stuff I've to write before I forget. -_- Ahh, the perils of being a non-topical blogger. Anyhoo, will be playing catch-up today. Stay tuned.

Moron In Subang Jaya

Official Definition By Word Of The Mac Dictionary Version 1.0.2

ROOT WORD: moron |môrˌän|
noun informal: a stupid person.

DERIVATIVES: moronic |məˈränik; mô-| adjective
moronically |məˈränik(ə)lē; mô-| adverb
ORIGIN early 20th cent. (as a medical term denoting an adult with a mental age of about 8–12): from Greek mōron, neuter of mōros ‘foolish.’

THESAURUS: moron | noun
fool, idiot, ass, blockhead, dunce, dolt, ignoramus, imbecile, cretin, dullard, simpleton, clod; informal nitwit, halfwit, dope, ninny, nincompoop, chump, dimwit, dingbat, dipstick, goober, coot, goon, dumbo, dummy, ditz, dumdum, fathead, numbskull, numbnuts, dunderhead, thickhead, airhead, flake, lamebrain, zombie, nerd, peabrain, birdbrain, jughead, jerk, donkey, twit, goat, dork, twerp, schmuck, bozo, boob, turkey, schlep, chowderhead, dumbhead, goofball, goof, goofus, galoot, lummox, klutz, putz, schlemiel, sap, meatball, dumb cluck.

ANTONYM: genius.


Alrights. Now that we've established all that,
let's get on to the highlight of this post:

Some people really no brains.

And in case you were wondering,
no, I am so not kidding.

Here's my definition of the word "Moron":

Official Definition By Word Of Pam Song, Tinki Talks' Blog Owner

ROOT WORD: moron |môrˌän|
noun informal: a not-so-tall Malay dude in t-shirt and shorts who smokes in an enclosed, air-conditioned DVD store at SS15.

DERIVATIVES: moronic |məˈränik; mô-| adjective
moronically |məˈränik(ə)lē; mô-| adverb
ORIGIN 12:17AM on 30 March 2009 (as a term denoting a ciggie-trotting, DVD-buying, t-shirt- and short-wearing, dark-skinned adult with a mental age of about 8–12): from Greek mōron, neuter of mōros ‘foolish.’

Got it? Good. Let's move on with the story.

I visited a DVD store today. The one that blasts good music crazy-loudly at SS15, just across the road from Asia Cafe. The one on the same row as Starbucks. Thing is, I usually don't visit DVD stores in KL so... I wasn't too keen on paying it a visit in the first place. (I'm not a fan of venturing into unknown territories. I like familiarity, thank you very much.)

You see, it's just so crazy expensive buying DVDs here that I'm amazed these stores are all still surviving. Thriving even! Penangites buy DVDs from Batu Ferringhi at RM3 each lah, ok. Then on top of that, buy 10 free 1 summore. Heh. (Gotta show off a litte. =p) But... nehmind. Dun like also go. Daring and dangerous and all that lah kan?

So I walked in, flipped through a couple of decks and then realised: Damn, the music's loud. -_- My head started to pound from the doosh-doosh-doosh super power bass that was bleeding out of the speakers. I remember thinking to myself, "Hmmm. No wonder the volume seemed perfect when I was at Asia Cafe like, 100m away. The volume is INSANE in here!" But... still boleh tahan.

Then suddenly, I smelt smoke.

Ding ding ding! If you know me, you'd know that it's a big killer whale of a faux pas for me if you smoke in an air-conditioned place. Especially when I'm IN that air-conditioned place with you. Worse still if you're within air-sharing distance from where I sit or stand.

And this MORON was.


I tell you, my headache escalated
at the speed of Taipei 101's lift.
That's 17m/s, or 61km/h, or 38mph.


So what to do? Give jelingan maut lor! No lah, kidding. I scared he burn me with his ciggie. Haha. So I just walked away from where he was after giving him a once-over. And since (to my surprise) my head still worked, I started thinking to myself, "Kanasai, what kind of MORON smokes in an air-conditioned place wan?? Tsk tsk. So uncivilised." Then I looked at him again and a second thought popped into my head, "Kanasai, this MORON isn't even really smoking cos he's so busy flipping though DVD decks!! @*#%^@&!!!"

So means what? Just hold and pan cool???
And KILL THE REST OF US in the process???



I steered clear of him the rest of the time I was there in an effort to preserve my downward-spiralling head. By this time, all earlier-made complains about the music seemed petty in comparison. Haha. What can I say? I'm just terrible with smells. Can't take a lot of them.

But... lari also cannot lari all the way. I had to go to the counter to collect my DVD and pay. (Yes, amazingly, I bought one DVD. A dance documentary.) MORON was still holding his ciggie and polluting the air lah, of course. Lousy bugger Peabrained MORON (double the synonym, double the MORON power) was on his second stick already. Hmmph.

Then suddenly, he straightened and closed the deck he was looking through. I thought, "YESSS! Maybe he'll walk elsewhere and kill someone else with secondhand smoke now! Wheee!" But, nooo. Even that's too much to ask. He started puffing right there. Just 5 feet from where I was standing. RARRR!

And then I realised: Bloody hell,
this MORON isn't even really a smoker!!!

All he was doing was sucking the smoke into his mouth and blowing it out again. Not even with a second in between both actions. I'm serious. Not kidding at all. It's like, inout with no space or hyphen in between. Like, literally in then out lah! I also dunno how else to explain already. -_-'

And it's so obvious that MORON thinks that he's playing Mr Cool Guy by doing that. Cos after awhile, I think maybe he realised that I was looking at him or something (damn perasan cos actually, it's called staring daggers in my books -_-) so he started to puff smoke rings instead.



Beh tahan.

Felt like grabbing his ciggie
and putting it out on his eyeball.

*blink blink*

Whoa, I'm evil sia. T_T ---> Oh, but that's
not me crying. That's what MORON's face
will look like when his melted eyeballs
are running down his cheeks.


Come on lah. If you wanna smoke, at least smoke for real can or not? If we die of secondhand smoke cos you're really into slow suicide then at least kinda worth it lah. (If only in a sick way cos if we look short term, there'll be one less smoker for me to gripe about before I, too, succumb to lung cancer from secondhand smoke inhalation. Heh. Looks like I'm the kind who'd shoot myself in the foot to prove a point. =p)

At least if you tell me you can't live without smoking and you're so addicted to it that you've gotta have a cancer stick hanging from your lips 24/7, I think I'd be annoyed... but I wouldn't be this pissed. (Though still, I don't think it would hurt you to be a little more considerate and not smoke while you're in an enclosed, air-conditioned area. 10 minutes tops only wat. Can die meh?) Cos now, it seems like the torture inflicted on me was all for nothing but for MORON to score his fake cool points with the boys. Summore wanna show of blow pattern pattern smoke. Pfft. What nonsense.

You know I think he's a college student. Looks like one. Young, brainless, MORONIC, inconsiderate and totally disrespectful of the people around him. Just a wild guess but I'm thinking since he was in the area and he didn't have car keys on him, he's probably an out-of-towner who's studying at Taylor's College. Few Malay dudes go to INTI and most Metropolitan students aren't wannabes. But that, of course, is me making sweeping statements lah. Haha. Whatever the case, he's probably the product of peer pressure. It's is sick lah, I tell you – the creator of pathetic wannabes. Smoker-wannabe non-smokers like MORON.

p/s: I should have snapped a pic of him lah. Haih. At least show the female blog-hopping world that they shouldn't date him cos smokers got lower sperm count. Let his saham jatuh kau kau. Wasted.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Competition's Over. I Won, By The Way. =p

Remember how I told you there was a photography competition for 5 girl bloggers? Well, I went for it – blurry-eyed and all, no thanks to my lack of sleep throughout the work week. -_- With zero knowledge of the intricacies of working a DSLR. -_- And no familiarity with Sunway Pyramid and its layout. -_- (I'm only familiar with the Sunway Pyramid of 2003 cos I was studying at Taylor's College at the time. From the construction of the new wing onwards, I'm lost.)

But that's the bad part of the story.
The good part is that you guys should...

Say 'hello' to the proud new owner of
a Panasonic LUMIX G1 worth RM2,999!!!

Sorry. Too excited. Cannot stay still. =p

Better pictures later ok? It was, after all, a photography competition. Haha. But in my defense, I was in the shot so I obviously didn't snap this picture lah, right? I'll tell you who did – The Torturer. *grin*

Here's a shot of the cam if you've no idea what it looks like.

WHEEE! My beauty!
(Lame rhymes are fun when
your mind is totally out of it. =p)

It's also one of the pictures I had to submit in a task I underwent during the competition in order to win. More stories about that later, okay? I'm so tired I think I could sleep for weeks. I actually hit the sack at 12.15AM yesterday and woke up at 1.45PM today. That's 13 and a half hours of uninterrupted sleep, yo! For me! Amazing, huh? Yes, amazing. Didn't even get up to pee. Haha. But now, I've got to go nurse my old, ageing, aching body. -_-

This is why exercise is recommended, kids.
(Che-wah, got social service message summore. Haha.)

I'll show you the pictures I submitted, tell you about the tasks I had to undergo, introduce the girls I was pitted against as well as the poor Marshal who had to run aside me throughout the race, and show you my new best friend. (Jeng jeng jeng. Suspense sia.) Till then, you guys keep yourselves busy and healthy with lotsa exercise. *grin*

Jokes aside, this experience totally reminded me about a time last April, when I mentioned in a thoughtful post that I was entertaining thoughts of maybe getting a DSLR. Well, just 28 days shy of the 1 year mark from that thought, my dream has become a reality. =)

Thank you, Panasonic|LUMIX.
Thank you, Nuffnang.

Saturday, March 28, 2009


It's happening in 6 hours.

Die die die.

Kanasai, I'm panicking so badly
I think I'm going to lausai. -_-'

Click here to view image from site.



Friday, March 27, 2009

Somebody, Take Me Out!

My life has been incredibly uneventful of late. The social part of it especially. Really no life wan. Haha. Been working late and going home straight for days now. No dinners with non-colleagues, no movies with friends – nada.

My only consolation?

One-to-one sessions with Gossip Girl in bed
at night. They my babes, yo. XOXO. =p

Ah, but what have I to complain about?
I'm pathetically unsociable by choice. Haha.

Dunno lah. Going out tires me. Shaking a hand and faking a laugh and seems like too much effort, too. It's like I'm feeling too old to go hunting for happy happy joy joy moments. I want them to just magically appear before me!

Give you example. It's like how grandmas always want kids around the house and complain that there are none to play with... but they no longer bother to give birth to their own babies. Instead, they just wait for the little ones to pop out nine months after Mummy and Daddy do the deed. (Between Mummy and Daddy, one of them's gotta be Grandma's kid lah. Not both. Never both. Both = incest = salahs!)

Wait a minute. I tell grandmother story
then forget the point of this post pulak. -_-

Oh, yes. I have no life.

*cough cough*

And it looks like my friends have noticed. -_-

There's this tagging thingy on Facebook that's all the rage nowadays. (Too many people are too free, if you ask me.) Ieka did it. And I got tagged.

Of all the characters there,
she tagged me Missing In Action.


And it didn't get any better second time around.

I was tagged Invisible Woman.


How ah liddat?

Maybe I should go out more. Give up on my hiatus and go back to being sociable once again. Get my social life back on track and all that. Hmmm.



p/s: In my defense, last I saw Ieka was at her home. In Penang. I was there for Raya visitations the Raya before last. SEE HOW FAR AND WIDE I'LL GO TO SOCIALISE WITH MY FRIENDS??? That woman, on the other hand, HAS NEVER VISITED ME. Hah! Looks like I'm not the unsociable one after all. *lansi face*

I Believe In Kiasu-ism... Because Mediocrity Is For Losers.

Especially when it comes to IQ test results.


(I tell you, sometimes, I'm so kiasu
that even I beh tahan myself. -_-''')

So I did an IQ test earlier and scored 154 points on it. Then I blogged about it this afternoon between chasing deadlines and finding fault with JRs. (Ahh, I love my job. -_-) Said I thought the results were inaccurate cos they seemed too high considering how my frequently sleep-deprived brain usually ceases to function after lunch hour. Thing is... NOW THEY LIKE SO VERY NOT HIGH ENOUGH LORRR.


Link to original comment here.



So... the powers of ke-beh-tahan-an consumed me
and I found myself staring at the same questions again.


There was one particular question I remember tembak-ing after a half-hearted attempt at it. (I was too lazy to count during work lah. You think what? No need work ah???) So, to be "fair", I decided before starting Try 2 that I would NOT redo the questions but would just regurgitate the exact same answers I submitted earlier, save for that one question I hadn't put my all into before.

This was the question:

And that's the right answer. Judging on the spaces and lines alone earlier (Pam Song Trivia: I make sense of things based on the patterns, shapes and spaces they take on and occupy), I chose 22. Salahs. It's actually 25. How do I know? Cos after changing that answer, my result was this:

Bleh. I know it doesn't count no more
but at least I feel less pathetic now. Haha.


And then I got itchy.

*twiddles thumbs*

I was just curious to know if I had
gotten any other questions wrong lah. So...

I did the test a third time.





ANYHOO, that's what I did lah. (Stopjudgingme.) Only difference between Try 3 and Try 2 was that I read through all the questions again in Try 3 to see if there were any answers that didn't quite make sense to me this third time around. Or if there were any that were dubious lah, of course. And then I found one. -_-

Totally made me threaten my brain that if it pulled
another one of these stunts on me, I'd run a car over it.

Check out the question:


Walauuu. Kindergarten kid also can answer, wei.



How the heck did I get this one wrong???
I chose "Branch" earlier. BRANCH!! Wth!?


Boo, I'm a loser.


A loser with an third-time-try IQ of 160+.


160+ but still... so bodoh. And so kiasu can die. -_-'

Thursday, March 26, 2009

I Have An IQ Of 154

I did an IQ test and discovered that

IQ Test
This picture so suck. -_-'
But it's proof. =p

...or so Free-IQTest.net says lah.

I have my doubts.

Last I checked (way back in 2002 or 2003), my IQ was only 144. And that was waaay before my downfall days of tagging into toilets and saying "Thank You" after sneezing. -_-' So, based on these two very recent, very embarassing incidents alone, I doubt things could have gone uphill in the Brain Department since.

Could it be? Is it possible? Did I gradually get smarter over the last 5 years? Hmmm. Maybe it's just Age catching up on me. Maybe it's just my years doing the talking (in this case, the MCQs). Or maybe this was just a simpler test. Cos I know for sure that the last one I did was a timed test. (I'm guessing those are harder??) It was also super gila babi panjang.

Oh well.

Whatever the case and wherever the "error",
it's comforting to know that my neurons
haven't stopped firing in the right directions.

This picture nicer, no? Plus,
I like branding my pictures.

What's YOUR Intelligence Quotient (IQ)?

Click here to find out.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

B Is For...?

Stepped into the lion's den earlier today to see Big Man Boss of Words regarding a radio script I was working on. After getting it approved, I proceeded to update him on my choice of talent.

Pam Song: Blah blah blah... and I'm proposing that we use the same VO talent we used for the TVC rather than a radio DJ. I think there's more consistency that way.

Big Man Boss of Words: Ooo... okay. Who's the talent?

Pam Song: Hmmm. Funny but I can't remember her name. Starts with B wan.

Big Man Boss of Words: B ah... *frowns while deep in thought* Hmmm. Indian?

Pam Song: *shakes head* Nope. She's Chinese.

Big Man Boss of Words: *still looking like he's deep in thought* B... B... B...itch? HAHA. *grin*

Pam Song: *blink blink* -_-'

Big Man Boss of Words: Haha. Yeah, let's go with her. *still grinning*

Haha. That's The Big Boss of Words for you! Haha. You know, I think this conversation with him totally voodoo-ed my day to perfection. Had a pretty awesome one in terms of work, actually. Approvals were quick with little or no edits required. Discussions were short and effective. Not too shabby for a Wednesday, if you ask me. I mean, workload wasn't exactly light, deadline's weren't quite sweet enough and JRs still came in like nobody's business but still...

Not. Too. Shabby.

I like.

I could certainly do
with more days like this. =)

Project 365: 24/03/2009 [Ah-Chooo!]

Sneezed a lot today. Like, crazy a lot. >_<

And as a result of all that sneezing, I pretty much had my head in the clouds for the most of it. Ended up talking nonsense summore. Haha. *shy* Thing is, considering the number of copysheets I sent out today, I'm left with none but one conclusion: Pam Song was/is running on Auto-Pilot. Damn. Aih, I hope The Bug stays away from me lah. Don't have time to fall sick now. (BWAHAHAHA.)

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Head In The Clouds

I sneezed...

And then I said, "Thank you,"
instead of,
"Excuse me."


I'm gonna blame the rain for that.

Rainy Days Are Perfect

For sleeping in. For playing truant and skipping work. For snuggling under the covers with a loved one instead. For staying indoors all day with the air-con on. For venturing into the wet outdoors just to wash cars together. (I miss doing this, dear ex-housemate from Malacca.) For kissing playing in the rain. For making hot soup. For watching raindrops slide down glass windows when we’re toasty again. For enjoying warm hugs and wet kisses. For turning down the lights and turning up the music. For drowning out the world.

Project 365: 23/03/2009 [Good Skin Day Meets Bad Hair Day]

Me, taking some time out at work to appreciate good-skin day.

I know this is a bad pic (dunno why the lighting so suck until it made my forehead look damn flat like kertas putih -_-) cos you can't exactly see what I'm about to tell you. But I'm gonna tell you anyways cos I'm irritating that way. =p

Today was exceptionally-good-skin day! Like, no kidding! But hair a bit tak jadi lah. Haha. I didn't notice till I started editing this pic but... there's a Negaraku chunk of "baby hair" standing up on the left side of my head. Fail. -_-'

Project 365: 21/03/2009 [Working Weekends. Not.]

The lift where I work runs at a snail's pace. That's why I managed to snap this one on my way down. Was there cos I had to make a trip back to the office last Saturday to grab some stuff I accidentally left behind in my hurry to leave the Friday night before. -_-'

Project 365: 20/03/2009 [When Eat Must Always Go Toilet... And More]

Me, making full use of Gurney Drive Restaurant's
ladies' toilet at The Gardens, Mid Valley City.

And here's another pic to kick-off
the first post of the new Project 365.

Me holding Ah Beng's pack of cancer sticks. Umberraerra said
that it matched my top. Colour coordinated, konon. Haha.
Which, as fail as can possibly be,
you can't see from this pic. -_-'

Just cos it sucks to play by the rules.
Even when they're my own. =p

p/s: I know that there are a few missing days but... too bad lah ya. I don't have pics for them cos I hadn't yet decided on what to spin Project 365 into at the time. And, contrary to popular belief, I don't camwhore every day. Heh. Told ya not to judge.

Changing The Rules

As you'd probably have noticed, it's been a week since my last Project 365 post. Mind you, it's not cos I've been lazy. (Though I have somewhat toed that line in recent weeks, but in ways that do not concern or affect you, dear blog readers.)

But rather cos Project 365 started seeming
a little stupid and utterly pointless to me.

Let me show you an example of something
a little stupid and utterly pointless:

Yam cha session last Saturday, 21 March 2009 at 12:21AM.
That's Balala's hand with the straw, by the way. =p


PM from Pam Song to Ah Beng:
You know you'll always be my Jamal
and I'll always be your Latika, right?


Ok sorry. Keluar topik for awhile.

So, lemmie tell you why I stopped before
you judge me and call me "Quitter," alrights?

No offense lah but the way I see it, Project 365 only works for bloggers who don't blog daily. For bloggers who blog once every few days. Perhaps due to not having come across anything post-worthy or maybe just cos of writer's block and a lack of inspiration. It's people who face these hindrances who need a "project" in order to consistently log their lives on a daily basis. It'll probably help them keep track of the days they miss out, too, aside from giving them the perfect excuse to publish a minimum of one update per day.

But hello, I blog more than once a day pretty regularly wor. Need to find another excuse to blog or not?? Seriously speaking, the two weeks I diligently worked on this project, my headache at the end of the day was always centered on deciding which post was to officially become a Project 365 post. You know how sien that is??? It's like having favouritism towards your kids and choosing one over the other! Terrible thing to do that feels a gazillion times more terrible when you actually do it! -_-'''

So... what I've decided is this:
I'll continue working on Project 365.
But only if it's with a slight differentiation
from what it used to be like on Tinki Talks.

You see, it's gotta serve a purpose. And when it's totally random, what purpose is there aside from having a photograph to give me pictoral glimpses of what I did the whole year round? Sure, you may argue that that the whole point of it. But if that's what the project is for, then it becomes totally redundant on Tinki Talks. Cos as it is, Tinki Talks seems to already be doing a bang-up job with logging my activities. So, the random thing is a definite no-can-do for me.

It's gotta be more specific. And it will be.

Cos from this date forth, Project 365 on Tinki Talks will be a photo a day of me. ME! (Looks like the narcissist in me is dying to come out. Haha.) Why? Cos that way, I'll be able to see how much I've changed over time. And considering it's my face I'll be compiling, I'm sure my expressions will also show if I'm happy, hyper, stressed, sick or just plain tired. Hey, perhaps I'll look like I've aged a million years by the 24th of March 2010. -_-' We'll see, eh? With this twist to Project 365, I'm sure we'll see. =)

We All Make Choices

I could have been down in Singapore, screaming my lungs out, singing myself hoarse, and jumping up and down in an effort to catch pretty red, blue and white butterflies... But I chose otherwise. -_- Oh well.

Honesty Is Good, Acceptance Of Reality Is Healthy

I believe that McCann Business School has done me some good. As a result of Day 1 alone, I've begun assessing and reevaluating a whole bunch of things in my life. Doing a little bit of stock-taking, so to speak, so I don't end up with an empty shelf and an empty bank account (figuratively speaking) when I meet my Maker. I'm throughly checking myself in terms of things like...

What I want... and what I need.
Who I look up to... and who I wanna be.
What I've been doing... and what I hope to achieve.

...and that's just the tip of the iceberg.

The journey's begun for me. And to fully maximise the outcome of this path of self-discovery, I'll be keeping track of my growth by logging my thoughts. And since a great majority of my thoughts are pretty much logged right here on Tinki Talks, by default, I'm gonna be letting you guys in on some of my very personal, very intimate self-assessments. So...

Be kind and constructive with the comments
lest I kill myself cos what you say will mean a lot.

For, if you didn't already realise, you'll be commenting on thoughts that spring from a mind that has painfully decided to step out of its comfort zone so as to move towards personal growth. All, in an effort to discover-slash-rediscover its owner.

Welcome aboard The Pam Project.

Monday, March 23, 2009


I made it home early!
(Okay, fine. Early-ish. Happy? -_-)

I mean, heck, it's only 10:59PM, wei.
One. Zero. Dot dot. Five. Nine.

And I'm home! HOME! H-O-M-EEEE!!! Can you believe it?! That's amazingly amazing! Awesomely awesome! Superbly superb! I think you get the idea. But, yeah! IS THAT AWESSUM OR IS THAT AWESSUM, YO? I is so haves a life!


So what am I planning to do
with whatever's left of my night?

1. Catch up on blogging. I've been slacking, I know. So... being the amazingly amazing, awesomely awesome, superbly superb – haha I can't seem to stop – blogger that I am, I promise a minimum of 3 posts tonight, with this being the first. Stay tuned for more.

2. OD on Gossip Girl. I seem to have grown fond of the Upper East Side and its rich bitch, bastard son, fashionista wannabe, aspiring writer dramas. Very addictive. Plus it doesn't hurt that the boys are kinda kiuts. =p

Ahhh, feels so good to be home! Wheee!

Untitled (a.k.a Ketika)

The weekend's gone and I'm sitting on Monday. Dammit. Both days just totally zoomed by like they had missiles on their tails lah, I tell you. -_- Feddup. Is a three-day weekend too much to ask? Is it? Is it???


At least I got a bunch of stuff done over the weekend. Went to church. Heard an awesome, awesome sermon by Pastor Kev on how Christianity isn't an emotionally driven decision and that it's based on facts, history and knowledge, too. Transferred some money via Maybank's third-party transfer. Paid my bills online.

*deep breath*

Sneaked in some time with a couple of friends. Watched 4 episodes of Gossip Girl Season 2. Visited TESCO, Guardian and Watsons for some grocery-slash-amenity shopping. Did some online shopping. (You'd figure that since it's the weekend I could at least visit a real mall for that, huh??) Could have done with more sleep but...

Overall, good weekend.


Wonder why I still feel hollow on the inside.


Ended up pulling a 180 on my musical selection.
Was addicted to this. Am now addicted to this:

Artist: Maliq & D'essentials
Song Title: Untitled (a.k.a Ketika)

Ketika kurasakan sudah
Ada ruang di hatiku yang kau sentuh, ooh
Dan ketika kusadari sudah
Tak selalu indah cinta yang ada, whoa oh oh

Mungkin memang ku yang harus mengerti
Bila ku bukan yang ingin kau miliki
Salahkah ku bila?
Kaulah yang ada di hatiku, ooh

Adakah ku singgah di hatimu
Mungkinkah kau rindukan adaku
Adakah ku sedikit di hatimu

Bilakah ku mengganggu harimu
Mungkin kau tak inginkan adaku
Akankah ku sedikit di hatimu

Bila memang ku yang harus mengerti
Mengapa cintamu tak dapat kumiliki
Salahkah ku bila?
Kaulah yang ada di hatiku
Kau yang ada di hatiku

Bila cinta kita takkan tercipta
Ku hanya sekedar ingin 'tuk mengerti
Adakah diriku, oh, singgah hatimu
Dan bilakah kau tahu
Kaulah yang ada di hatiku

Kau yang ada di hatiku
Adakah ku di hatimu

This awesome acoustic cover of Untitled (a.k.a Ketika) by Maliq & D'essentials was performed by Hatta. Feel free to watch (and listen to) the original here. It's awesome, too. I'd have embeded both videos but the original didn't allow that no thanks to some rights issue so... yeah. Click on the link to check it out. It's a good song.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Waiting For A Star To Fall

Even the best of us sometimes find ourselves
wanting things we can't have – like falling stars.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Yes Or No

Pam Song was tagged (AGAIN) in the FB note "Yes Or No" on Friday, 20 of March 2009, at 12:25AM by Jeffro.


RULES: You can ONLY answer Yes or No and you are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone messages or comments you and asks! Now, here's what you're supposed to do... And please do not spoil the fun. (Oh, I'm definitely a kill joy.) Copy and paste this into your notes, delete my answers, type in your answers and tag as many of your friends as you'd like to. (Sorry, that last one ain't gonna happen.) Then see what happens.

Kissed anyone one of your facebook friends?

Been arrested?

Kissed someone you didn't like?

Slept in until 5PM?

Fallen asleep at work/school?

Held a snake?

Ran a red light?

Been suspended from school?

Totaled your car/motorbike in an accident?

Been fired from a job?

Sang karaoke?

Done something or someone you told yourself you wouldn't?

Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose?

Caught a snowflake on your tongue?

Kissed in the rain?

Sang in the shower?

Sat on a rooftop?

Been pushed into a pool with your clothes on?

Broken a bone?

Shaved your head?

Blacked out from drinking?

Played a prank on someone?

Felt like killing someone?

Made your girlfriend/boyfriend cry?

Had Mexican jumping beans for pets?

Been in a band?

Shot a gun?

Tripped on mushrooms?

Donated blood?

Eaten alligator meat?

Eaten cheesecake?

Still love someone you shouldn't?

Think about the future?

Believe in love?

Sleep on a certain side of the bed?

Do you like being tagged?


Hmmm. Is it just me or is this tag boring as hell? *snore* Like... no personality liddat. And so uninteresting! Aiyah, being stuck with just "yes" or "no" sucks lah. WTH, I NEED TO FULFILL MY DAILY WORD QUOTA, YO!!! *grunt*

p/s: No points for guessing which question I added to the list. =p

Friday, March 20, 2009

Rentak Optimis (Camni-lah!)

Recently discovered that my colleagues came up with just about the awesom-est music video for Coca-Cola Camni-lah! Muzik.

Check it out. Pasti tak menyesal.

Artists: Dafi Featuring Shila
Song Title: Rentak Optimis (Camni-lah!)

Sendirian, berdua, bersama, bertiga
Setiap detik, setiap masa, jadikannya istimewa
Senyumlah pada dunia dalam jiwa pasti ’kan lega
Ohhh... Biar segar, biar indah

Ohhh…Camni-lah! Camni-lah! Hidup kita Camni-lah!
Woh oh-ohh! Hayatilah sepenuhnya
Ohhh… Suka atau sukar, cara kita Camni-lah!
Woh oh-ohh! Harmonikan suasana

Siapa tak jadi soal, asal tahu tujuan
Ikut rentak cita rasa, sama-sama bahagia
Nyatakan pada dunia, nikmat hidup kian terasa
Ohhh... Jangan ada yang menghalang!

Ohhh… Camni-lah! Camni-lah! Hidup kita Camni-lah!
Woh oh-ohh! Hayatilah sepenuhnya
Ohhh… Suka atau sukar, cara kita Camni-lah!
Woh oh-ohh! Harmonikan suasana

I am so, so crazy-addicted to this song lah. And believe you me when I say that it's ridiculous how much I keep wanting to bounce to it. -_-'

Ahhh, I feel so un-cool.


Oh well, at least I'm leaving the work-week behind on a happy note. A definite promise of an awesome weekend ahead. Cara kita Camni-lah! Wheee! =)

p/s: It's pretty obvious who the better singer is, innit? =p

Good Stuff

But I didn't write it. And it sucks to know that I haven't written anything even close to being as awesome as this one is either. -_- Maybe someday, eh? Maybe someday I'll craft something as magical as this piece of work. Maybe someday I'll successfully get off my bum and do my bit to change the world. Maybe someday I'll make a difference. And maybe someday I'll do something my kids will tell their kids even long after I'm gone. Maybe someday.

Now, I've just gotta figure out a way
to turn that Someday into Today.

Aku Takde Keje

Pam Song was tagged in the note "Aku Takde Keje" today (yesterday, the 19th of March 2009, actually) at 11:53AM by Ieka. On FB and not on Blogger again lah of course.


RULES: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to answer the questions and at the end, choose 20 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I'd like to know more about you. (Uh, you know this pass-on-the-tag thing ain't gonna happen with me, right?)

1) Were you named after anyone?
Apparently, I was. Some actress back in the 80s from some TV series my parents used to watch.

2) When was the last time you cried?
Hmmm. That'd be on 10 March 2009 – emo night.

3) Do you like your handwriting?
Depends on which handwriting I use and which pen I use to write with.

4) What is your favourite lunch meat?
Fish. Or chicken. I can't decide.

5) Do you have kids?
Why? You got some you'd like to share?

6) If you were another person, would you like to be friends with you?
Of course! I like me!

7) Do you use sarcasm?
Uh... no?

8) Do you still have your tonsils?
Yeah. And my tongue. And teeth. (No, I don't use sarcasm. At all. As you can probably tell by now. At. All.)

9) Would you bungee jump?
Yeah. And spray pee all the way down probably.

10) What is your favourite cereal?
Honey Stars.

11) Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?
My laces, you mean. And no, I don't.

12) What is your favourite ice–cream?
Häagen Dazs' Vanilla ice cream.

13) What is the first thing you notice about people?
Hmmm. Probably their dressing. Or their skin. Or hair... eh, dunno lah.

14) Red or pink?

15) What is the least favourite thing about yourself?
My spine.

16) Who do you miss the most?
The folks.

17) Do you want everyone to complete this list?
Doesn't quite bother me if they do or don't, actually.

18) What colour of trousers and shoes are you wearing?
Uh... not quite wearing any right now. -_- *shy*

19) What are you listening to right now?
Camni-lah by Dafi, featuring Sheila – DAMN ADDICTIVE!

20) If you were a crayon, what colour would you be?

21) What is your favourite perfume?
Don't have one.

22) The last person you talked to on the phone?

23) Do you like the person who sent you this?
Of course. We go way back and even have "Our Song." =p

24) Favourite sports to watch?
Ice-skating. Or rhythmic gymnastics. Or synchronised swimming. But if you don't consider those sports (they are, dammit!!!), then I'd have to say tennis or football. But football only cos of this.

25) Hair colour?
Dark brown with slightly lighter brown streaks.

26) Eye colour?
Dark, dark brown? It's funny but... I'm not sure! o_O

27) Do you wear contacts?
Every once in awhile.

28) Favourite food?
Really depends on my cravings.

28) Scary or happy endings?
Definitely a big sucker for the latter.

29) Last movie you watched?
Marley & Me.

30) What colour shirt are you wearing?
Green. But it's not a shirt.

31) Summer or winter?

32) Favourite dessert?
Ice-cream or jelly.

33) Most likely to respond?
Urm... what does this question mean, actually?

34) Least likely to respond?
@_@ ...to what?! What are you trying to ask me?

35) What books are you reading?
Violet Fire by Brenda Joyce.

36) What is on your mouse pad?
I don't use a mouse pad.

37) What did you watch last night?
Some YouTube videos, I guess. That aside, my answer's NAH-THING! Not unless you consider pre-midnight as "last night" lah, of course. In that case, I watched Anthony Bourdain's travel show (he has a blog!), American Idol, and some random stuff on E! Channel.

38) Rolling Stones? Beatles?

39) Where is the last country you visited?

40) Do you have a special talent?
I am awessum at dishing out harmless annoyances.

41) Where were you born?

42) Whose answers are you looking forward to getting back?
Not expecting any, actually. Haha. Seeing that I'm not tagging anyone also. =p


Ok, done. But so pointless lah the questions. -_- Even so, 42 questions is a lot. Totally tired me out so that kinda automatically makes this last post my cue to hit the sack. It's time for bed, guys. Catch ya tomorrow later cos now, Imma gonna be "busy" catching some Zs. May they help me survive tomorrow. *groan*

Punished By Exile

When one is having lunch with non-smokers (AND is outnumbered 2:1, AND is at the mercy of one of the two non-smokers in terms of transportation back to the office), one is not allowed to pollute the air. Blackie learned that lesson today.

Duh Roads laughing (with me) cos Blackie's being "shot on exile."

Don't see him? Let me help you out.



Check out the buat kasihan face, wei.

See also beh tahan can laugh until pants drop. Haha. Duh Roads and I should totally do this more often. It just the tip of the iceberg but even that little bit does help make up for all the crap, name-calling and verbal abuse he dishes out at the office.



Found Fei Cai "sunning" himself under the fluorescent light.

You probably won't believe me but... the fella actually posed for this shot. Haha. No kidding! Attention seeker kau kau weh! Never bluff you wan. I personally think that he secretly hoped it was a video I was taking cos he started meowing (without running away or getting up) when I whipped out the camera. Poser giler babi lah kucing ni. =p

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Everybody Wants A Blog Name

Beef Jerky: *to other colleagues* Eh, if you guys ever read her blog, I'm Beef Jerky. *beams*

Mr Z: *confused expression* Wha-?

Beef Jerky: Don't ever give her food, I tell you. She will call you by what you gave her wan! I gave her beef jerky that's why I'm called Beef Jerky on her blog. -_-

Mr Z: Ooo... Can I give you a hot dog?

Pam Song: *blur expression* Huh!?

Mr Z: ...so that you can call me Sausage Boy. *cheesy grin*

Pam Song: -_-'

Everybody, meet Mr Z a.k.a Sausage Boy.
(He shall be known by the latter name from this day forth.)

Damn kau hau.

*shiver runs up spine*

Beh tahan, wei. Haha.

Funny Meh?

Grabbed this quote off the Google News bar
of my Gmail Inbox earlier today.

Don't bluff lah. What utter nonsense, right??? Who loves deadlines lah!? Gila. I know I sure don't. This quote's defintely dodgy.


I think Google's in cahoots
with the suits I work with.

Project 365: 16/03/2009

Only Monday and already I feel like taking a time out.
(I know the date and day are off. Deal with it.
This is me catching up on my Project 365 IOU. -_-)

FYI, I captured this pic with the Omnia. Sure, it's been Photoshopped but the only thing I tweaked was its Levels. Everything else is as is under the influence of Colour Accent effect, set to Blue. Cool stuff. Played with all the other effects available but I shan't post them here cos they didn't quite meet my Monday mood requirements.

This picture was supposed to be the highlight of yesterday's Project 365 entry. Too bad work (and a little biddy bit of procrastination) got in the way. After crawling into bed at about 4AM and getting comfortable with the lappie on my lap, I only managed a grand total of one post before crashing. Pathetic-nye. -_-

Work was getting a little too stifling for me lah. I had so many advertorials and TVCs to write and edit that most of it threatened to come out of my nose and ears. I'm grateful for the balcony overlooking Federal Highway. Took a much-needed solo time-out at about 11PM and that's where I stayed till 15 to midnight. (Time really flies when you're enjoying yourself.) So very Zen-ing. Listened to Mraz's Beautiful Mess on the Omnia while I snapped the pictures of the highway below and enjoyed the cool night air.

And then I stopped my Zen moment
and walked back in to face reality.
(And by "Reality" I mean "Advertorials + TVCs.")

It took all the strength I had to leave the balcony but I knew I had to do it. Midnight was starting to claw at my consciousness.


I hate advertorials.


Tuesday, March 17, 2009

It Pays To Know People

It also pays to know people who know people.
Trust me, I know. I reap its rewards. =p

The picha above shows you MY two complimentary sample sachets of Bobbi Brown Moisture Rich Foundation SPF 15, courtesy of Beef Jerky and her very, very nice make-up artist friend. Drool, bay-beh! Drool!

(Don't mess. The woman knows people.
Langkah salah nanti kena pancung kepala.
Or scarier still, get chased by a mascara
wand-welding make-up artist. Be chair fool!)

Warm Ivory (the darker shade) and Porcelain (the lighter shade).

And as you can see, she was even nice enough to grab TWO colours for me cos she wasn't sure which would sit on my skin right. Sho shweet hor? Everybody say, "Awww..." =)

Monday, March 16, 2009

Even Singletons Get Out-Of-The-Blue Hugs =)

"But it isn't always fun being on your own. You don't get out-of-the-blue hugs, you don't get kisses before bedtime, you don't get wake-up calls – nada."

– Pam Song, 10 March 2009


I said that. When I was emo-ing at the peak of my emo bout last week. In a super emo post I published one super emo night. Well...

I was wrong. =)

Project 365: 15/03/2009

Remember how I said I carried a killer load of laundry and COD materials in the rain this afternoon? This is it:

The salmon-coloured plastic bags are my COD stuff while the white bags are bags of clean laundry I picked up on the way home (they smell so nice!). For an idea of how massive this load actually is, I'll give you some proportions to play with.

The squarish-looking white plastic bag on the far right with a piece of paper stuck to it is actually queen-sized comforter. The dark wood you see under the purple and white comforter I'm currently using is the base for my queen-sized bed.

And I'm not very big-sized, okay!

Summore have to carry up a flight of stairs in order to get all of it into my room. Luckily never jatuh terpelanting on the way up until everything fly. Haha. Definitely my achievement of the day. =)

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Spick And Span

It's been a pretty productive day for me.

Woke up every hour from 10AM to 2PM to check and reply emails (was waiting for a very important one). Finally got out of bed, washed up, got dressed and rushed out for a COD appointment I'd agreed upon (a result of that important email I was telling you about). Made it there in time, collected my stuff, talked a little, spent more money (*groan* thank goodness it was only RM15 extra -_-) and left.

Drove home, picked up my freshly laundered comforter, sheets and clothes from the laundrette on the way back, lugged the massive load up to my room (carrying 2 bags of laundry + 1 comforter + tonnes of COD material = killer muscles + well-toned arms), wiped myself dry (I got caught in the rain), sorted out some "stock" then rushed out for dinner with The Art Guy.

Think it's all easy going from here on out? No way!

Made a stop to COD in DJ, waited, and finally left when I decided the girl wasn't going to show. (Kanasai. Cis bedebah. Cacat cempedak. Babi mia budak.) Cheered the poor emo-ing dude up over feel-good KFC dinner and got Mee's Manicare toenail clippers from CARiNG Pharmacy nearby (yes, Mee, I found it). Talked to another emo-ing Doktor Lurve on the way home (I think I should start charging for Anti-Emo Talk-To-Pam Time – haha) and finally made it back to a very empty, very quiet house (Bobo's gone *sniffle*).

Funny this way, on the way home, my head made plans for me to catch up on some Gossip Girl whilst lying in bed with the covers up to my chin but... surprise surprise, my body figured we'd do something else. Haha. I started feeling a little restless so I ended up "entertaining" myself by doing the following:

  • Put whites and delicates to wash
  • Distilled water
  • Swept the floor
  • Toilet Duck-ed the toilet bowl
  • Cleaned the bathroom
  • Scrubed the sink
  • Swept the rest of the house
  • Took out the trash
  • Cleared up dry leaves scattered around the porch
  • Rearranged shoes and slippers
  • Scrubed the toilet bowl
  • Hung out whites and delicates

Haha. I should so totally do this more often. It's therapeutic! And right now, I totally can't believe I did all this on a Sunday. A SUNDAY! Imagine that! So productive can die wei! Haha. Okay, enough talking. I've got some Gossip Girl to watch. Will work on Project 365 later. =)

p/s: I'm wondering when I started blogging about the specifics of my days. Never used to do it before. Hmmm. Don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing. Possibly bad. There goes my privacy. Damn. -_-

Project 365: 14/03/2009

Session 1, Day 1, McCann Business School

"Why are you here?"

List the reasons you and your team members are at the office on a Saturday, attending Session 1 of Day 1.

Check out it, yo.

My team ended up being the only team to do exactly as we are told. We even went above and beyond by preparing a team motto (boxed-up text). CHE WAH, TERROR OR NOT I ASK YOU??? Go, team! Haha. The facilitator actually commended us for this page in our flip chart. And that's only Page 1. Tene nene! Tene nene!

Project 365: 13/03/2009

Left work earlier than usual yesterday (slightly past 8PM), no thanks to a headache that was just killing me. Tapau-ed Sweet & Sour Fish Slice Rice from a nearby tai chow on the way home, took my bath, ate dinner while watching the pilot episode of Gossip Girl Season 2 then hit the sack soon after. No dilly dallying, no wasting time.

Except for when I stopped to take this picture:

Obviously taken before my bath and after I came home
cos my shoes are off but the bandaid's still dry.

My red pumps are devil shoes, I tell ya.
No wonder lah I keep so long and never wear. -_-

p/s: I know this Photo of The Day is late but but... cut me some slack lah. Yesterday headache kau kau, okayyy. At least I bothered snapping this pic though I was ready to guillotine myself.