Next week is going to be crazy. ;_;

Way too much things to organize.

I don't know whether I'm obsessed with work or weiqi or just Tokyo, I actually dreamt of being back in Japan looking for a goban for a photoshoot.

I was in some old shops managed by grandmas and grandpas. One old man was telling me how difficult it would be to find thick gobans with legs these days. I was being picky about the design, and absolutely wanted the height. Odd thought there because there is usually just one design (I think).

Eventually someone drew me a map and directed me elsewhere to an even older shop. Whether I found my goban or not, I don't know. Maybe it just couldn't happen because I don't have the money for one. Hahaha.

Perhaps the sourcing for props for upcoming shoots has finally gotten to me.

Oh well, at least it was kind of a nice dream. My dreams involving weiqi are always kind of pleasant now that I think of it, and such dreams are so very rare.

I'm hardly updated about competitions, but this one I know, because I am judging. XD

A fringe event of the Singapore International Photography Festival, Asian Mosaics Travel Photography Competition is calling for entries, deadline is 31st August.

The prizes look pretty good hee, go take a look.

I've finally managed to decline enough shoots to have days for breathing and sleeping.

I've also finally managed to do a personal session I'd wanted do. *is happy* Joyce and I both think the girl looks like Keira Knightley.

Had a dream about air rifle a few nights ago. It's a wonder because it is very very very very rare for me to dream about air rifle, even in my days of full time training.

I was watching a competition. There were participants from veterans (a couple batches before myself and aren't around anymore now) not wearing their full getup to current national team shooters (or at least I think they were) who were just slacking and shooting terribly.

I was so horrified and disgusted I felt like pushing them all off and shooting myself. It was all so bad I woke up.

Blah.

At least it was better than dreaming about bad photoshoots.

Arissa, Dawn and I were discussing about our epic shoot of the year that we ought to plan, (Last year's was The Midnight Game, and I haven't even managed to finish the photos' DI yet) and somewhere along the line Dawn had to spam distract me with photos of Williams.

I really do not need. =_=

A little reading had me updated that SDs have became more affordable than before and the idea of owning a Williams became more enticing, but I has good resistance to temptation desu. *laughs and rolls around*

My dream would be to own a Koitsukihime doll (for what I do not know). Although there are the more affordable pieces at low thousands, the really nice ones I saw at the exhibition when I was in Tokyo were around 30000USD (and that be a harem of 20 williams all dressed in h.Naoto). Then again maybe it's because they were exhibited pieces. Ahhhh don't know.

Oh well just daydreaming. Random random random. It's been a looooooooooong time since I woke up at 9am on a day with no shoots/meetings. Too bright, too early, too noisy, too incoherent.

All I wanted to do for my birthday

Was to sleep and rest.

Before I started getting smses at 4am saying happy birthday and non-stop ones flowing in at 8am. Why had no soul done this last year when I was really free? (Well okay some did, but you know, not like this. And well, I was in Thailand for competition, so I probably offed my phone.)

Anywhere before 12pm is generally not good to sms/call me because I actually need the rest. It's way too early in this period called morning for me to be up, a foreign concept for me except on photo shooting days.

I am still glad to receive the messages, though. :3

Reality caught up as I tried to go back to sleep, that I really have 6 editorials due this coming week and a hundred other photos to retouch from my never-ending backlog.

Nevermind, just wake up I said, and thought sweetly about my best friend's sms yesterday,

"I actually played snooker with Lee Sedol and won money from him." It still makes every inch of me want to be in Shanghai even in the afterglow of it all. My heart was racing so fast after reading the sms I thought I'd hyperventilate (I mean it, I was in the middle of a photoshoot and I don't think I'd react that way even if it was about Yoshiki).

I mean, in my dreamed up situation there's only him and Lee Sedol, although I guess there might have been Chang Hao, other Chinese players he once trained with, and translators.

I hope he took a photo.

Oh well. Nevermind that.

This was cut last Sunday since he's in Shanghai this week. From Häagen-Dazs, strawberry and macadamia ice cream cake, I love.

Spent the day working on photos.

Had dinner with Derek, and talked a little about the arts and the paths I'd taken, and how not to sound like I am encouraging students to quit school should I be asked to talk about it, but really, the point is schooling isn't everything. Talked a little about Japan and Singapore, he says I'm having a reverse culture shock when I mentioned how I felt people seem so rude all of a sudden.

Had wonderful strawberry shortcake at Canelé, stuffing the mental note that I'm yet again putting on weight to the back of my head, where it's starting to get crammed with all these notes, and I went on about how the batch that came out after our order was 1cm thicker.

Due to some odd alignments of the celestial elements in the past few days I actually dreamt about Gundam Wing. Such days I wake up to find myself happy.

Ah well, bout time to end the fangirling, back to work.

Last night I dreamt I was being chased by my editor for a comics anthology I'd started working on since August, and have zero page done so far.

He actually came to personally look for me. I so didn't want to open my door. *weeps* Without a choice I had to explain that I wanted to scrap the initial storyboard/photoshoot and wanted to do a 2page concept story, and then I showed him the shots from "of the Night" (which was indeed my 2nd attempt shoot for the anthology, but I later decided wasn't good enough for the submission).

I was (and am) so guilty. T_T

Once again weekend was spent completely on work, trying to do retouching for the photos due this week. Ah ah~ I think I overdid it, and to top it off with the amount of sleep I'd been losing over staying up to check on the X Japan ticketing information... I'm finally officially so unwell that I can't get out of bed.

Final details are not confirmed, but I should be heading to Tokyo at the end of march to mid-late April. Since I'm already spending a bomb on the whole thing, I might as well stay longer to organize a few shoots.

If there is anyone in Tokyo, or who is going to the concert and wanna hang out, feel free to drop me a note. ^^

For a while I'd been having enquiries for me to hold a workshop, I promise I am considering doing a small and manageable one this year.

Here's also a warm welcome to my blog's new readers~ *showers confetti* Please don't be shy and feel free to comment and leave your footsteps all over the pages.

I also had a dream about myself being very curious about what kind of students check my blog from MIT and Oxford. XDDDD