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Thursday, August 16, 2007

Oh my fucking God, the semester is almost over.

It's been one crazy semester. No more Media Management, no more Newswriting (but there's Feature Writing next semester), no more Media Research Methods, no more TV Studio Production and most importantly, no more Advertising.

Fuck, I swear Advertising almost killed every single one of us MCMers, especially when you have a lecturer who's so hard on you. But you know, the whole experience has been pretty fruitful.

Being the Art Director, and working with Joyce during the last few weeks of the semester has been really fun - travelling up and down to take photos, squeezing our brain juices to come up with new ideas and concepts, all the nonchalant times in the atrium, ice wine @ Balcony (with Timmy!), seeing a komodo (Joyce says it's Kodomo, hahah) dragon (or was it a monitor lizard) at MacRitchie Reservoir, nearly being stung by a wasp/bee in MacRitchie Reservoir, going to MacRitchie Reservoir for the first time, bitching.

God, it was actually, fun. We had stayovers at Sheereen's house, Joyce's place and my house too. But you know, ultimately, by the time it hits 2am, Sheereen dies. Then by 4am, everyone dies.

The day before the final presentation, we finalised everything that had to be in the slides. Then, Joyce and I, being the really anal and creative ones in the group, decided to revamp the whole slides.

We thought it looked quite boring and, cliche.

So we stayed in school to touch up until we got chased out.

We had no choice but to sit at the bus stop to do our work. We wanted to have access to the internet still. Ha, NP rocks la; bus stop still got connection to NPNet.

It looked too plain, so it was up to us to zhng the slides.

After a while, our batteries started to die on us. There weren't any powerpoints anywhere around either, so we walked down to Macs at KAP.. at 1.20am.

We reached, and we saw their opening hours; (can't remember what time) to 2am.

How fucked up is that?

LOL, oh well, so we went down to the only area that has powerpoints only to find out that it's being used. Ha, so we ended up eating and not doing work. I took the presenation file home to do. Woo, okay.

So there we were, outside the classroom, waiting to be judged by the unforgiving lecturer and his guest. Everyone was touching up their slides, rehearsing their lines and trying to calm down.

Then it was our turn. The last time we'd actually be touching Advertising.

We came out, feeling absolutely euphoric.

Why?

The guest who sat in actually praised us. Mind you, we've never been praised for our efforts in Advertising before. Ziggy just likes to put us down and reject ideas and not listen to explanations and.. the list goes on.

She even mentioned that if we had our big idea done in a different way, it would've been better.

And you know what's pissed us off?

Her "different way", was actually our very first idea that we came up with, which Ziggy so conveniently rejected and told us to come up with a whole new concept.

Fuck..

Anyway, the presentation went quite well la. Did I already mention that?

Ha, I forgot to introduce my group. We're called Mojo Creatives. I don't know how we came up with the name. I came up with the logo and I put a monkey just because, our "company" name reminded me of Mojo Jojo!

Our "company" is supposed to be full of vibrancy and life. We're supposed to be a fun compa..

Why am I telling you all this boring shit?

Anyway here's who's who in the group.

Meet Joyce See.

She was the Creative Director before, but halfway through, Ziggy decided to change her role with Sheereen. But anyway, working with her was great because we could work so well together. Same frequency lah that's why. It was fun doing creatives with her. (:

This is Sheereen Teo.

Her name has so many 'e's inside. She's Muslim by the way, how interesting. I never knew that until I saw that thing above her bed when I went over to do work.

This is Shirinderjit Kaur.

She likes to panic a lot. She's hardworking and all and sometimes gets on my nerves. She's a great friend and all, and an excellent worker. She's Punjab (or is it Punjabi?), but everyone calls her Indian to annoy her.

And here's more pictures.