Day to day ramblings of Tammy Wang
I am starting to use my back-up phone and liking it.
Perhaps–I don’t need to recover my old number after all. So much more peace.
Not that I’ve been having so much phonecall, but I really need NO incoming phonecall.
It might be a great start-over. No more real estate, insurance, bank… hassle.
mm….
Bought an Abercrombie T shirt and cut it short today. Feels so free wearing it.
Other than that, there is a general “gloominess” that I am feeling.
Regular day.
Zhongda–>sample room–>metro–>home
Except, model agency called. Funny, am I really gonna shoot some pics?
me?! now?!
What is going on in this world.
Bad luck–lost my mobile in a very crowded metro cart. I asked the guy standing besides me to call me and I didn’t hear my phone ring. I had to borrow his phone again to call Gordo so he could pick me up at the station.
So my last phone was dropped in a bucket of water. This one was stolen.
Actually, I prefer it dropped in the water.
Today went to Jack&Yoyo’s for the pants. Now this is what I call efficiency. Friday afternoon we passed the fabric and sketch, finished on Sunday afternoon. Pretty nice shape too.I just don’t know if the size is correct. Simple pencil pants. It’s like we are going minimalism. Bumped into May again, with a Bebe piece to be “remade” 
After a couple of lazy drowsy unmotivated months, I am starting to look forward again.
And in between schedules I was walking in the street and was approached by a girl who asked me if I am interested in modeling. You would always bump into such things in a busy gz streets but this time…
Me:”R u kidding?! I am terribly inproportionate.”
Girl:”Don’t tell me your tits are too small.”
Well that was…only part of my concern but I was surprised how people measure you up in just a few seconds…
Anyways I’ve never taken such things seriously but I happened to be right under their office building and happened to have 2 hours to kill before my next place to be. And I thought, what the hell…I could use this time to figure out what all these are about.
I went up and surprisingly found a nice office and had a nice little chat with their manager. I told them I can’t do live, and if they call me, they call me. Otherwise it’ll just be off my mind.
P.S I received some homemade sausages from ZY too…:)
I am practising on Ballard pour Adeline by Richard Clayderman most of the day.After stopping for almost 2 years, I am picking up again and wow, I have to say, I really really suck when it comes to piano.
My ex dog Tonho used to howl when I play. Xiao Tan couldn’t care less. Maybe she is tone-dead.
Today my friend asked me if his girlfriend could be seeing other guys in a woman’s point of view.I just told him to relax. I said you could always assume the worst, and then when it doesn’t happen, it actually comes to you as a good surprise…
The he said, you have NO passion!
And then he was about to spend 3 hours talking to his gf on phone like everyday. And all of a sudden I realized I never had a telephone phase in any relation. So sad. How does it work?….
Computer city is like an ant farm. Every time I go there I feel like fainting.
This is the 3rd time in 2 months and it is way to often for me. I should be there like once in 3 years.
Train stations, material markets, computer cities, are among the places I hate to go the most.
Decision’s not been finally made yet but as day goes by it’s getting clearer.Right, sometimes sleeping on it and don’t do anything DOES help. I hope I don’t regret it later.
Yesterday I finally went to Jack&Yoyo’s office. A much more organized sample room+office compared to many messy places I’d been before. Met May&Jimmy there too. They had the production there and are selling the first batch already. (Jimmy has the hair tied up in a ponytail and looks even more grunged+punk than ever…). Shit when is it our break. I am gonna really hurry now.
They work non-stop while ZY and I are on and off constantly, and that makes a huge difference. Now that I try Jack’s place, I hope things pick up.
Hahahaha, feeling great.
What was supposed to be a public teaching demo turned out to be a private course given to me.
The best part is I only paid a fraction of what a 2-hour private class would cost.
And the second best part is–the room is so big with such generosity of mirrors.
And the third best part is my instructor was so nice.
And the fourth best is I could learn so quick.
And, and…
all the good things in 2 hours.
Today is my lucky day.
First time I did plan to get drunk and high.
And a bottle of red wine doesn’t do it.
What a shame.
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There are some things you accept as a fact, but it doesn’t mean you really understand it.
And sometimes when you think you understand it, it doesn’t mean you can really accept it as a fact.
Anyway, why am I writing this crap.Nothing matters…Does not bother me.
Valentine’s eve today. (I make it sound like a big day don’t I) Like many post-marriage years I still do not fancy paying commercial price for 1. a dinner somewhere capitalistic in the city.2. chocolate which I have almost everyday.3. some more flowers in the house that I have to put water to. Not that marriage does not need all those glitter, but not on a day when everything cost twice as much. But I am a pisces, I am not totally cool as to ignore the concept of Romance.So the decision is to spend Valentine’s day ahead.
Had dinner in the city.(That 1001 Night Arabic food place) The idea is to check on the bellydance show, although Arabic food is always one of my favorites. Their business is as bad as how I remembered and the food is “cantonized”. There is a reason why Sultan is always full and here is always empty. I was warning Gordo not to finish his meal before the show was up. He said–:”OK.”
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My biggest mistake is having onion as the last of the meal. It was not even 9 after dinner. So we decided to go to Oasis to check on what gzstuffers are up to. It’s been ages since we last showed in any pub or bar. Took us about half an hour to locate the place while it is just by the side of the road. S.H.A.M.E.
A tiger beer maybe washed off 50% of the onion breath.
It was good to see the faces in real.
Stayed for shy of 1 hour, Gordo made a mean joke about the Aussie donation gathering downstairs.
I asked Gordo if he wanted to hop to next bar, but he said he rather go home.
And all the way home it was David Cook’s albumn. It was great. I like it.
To think last year I was such an Archuleta fan…
P.S: “It starts again before it even ends”. I’m gonna treat this pimple with some respect this time. Oxy. It’s hanging on my face like a lit lantern.