WHACK

The battle's begun. It's time to officially gear up and be prepared for an unending mental, emotional, psychological and physically warfare. From today onwards, the next 6 months is gonna be one hellava ride. I dont even wanna think of what happens after that.

Recalling all the words of 'wisdom' that have been passed to me by the industry affiliates i previously worked with, i shudder to think about how im going to survive. The only thing i know is that i can only pray and trust in the Lord every day that He'll continue to strengthen me as i tread this path He has planned for me.

Since ive gotten myself into some boiling hot soup; i guess i can only remind myself constantly why i decided to take the plunge in the first place. With only 8 years of youth to go and - Disclaimer: cliche ahead - just so i dont have any regrets whatsoever on my deathbed 10 years later, one word: WHACK.

So, for a start - and if of any comfort at all - thank goodness i dont have much of a social life to be bothered about having a lack of. *edit: Ok wait...mm...maybe im wrong after all...


O, and for those who are still wondering; im contracted as an (understudy) Assistant Producer with MediaCorp's Chinese Drama Division. Y-u-p. So Meely, whenever u feel like shit because of work, keep these 3 words in mind: There's still Chris.

Hmm. We'll see how much my Chinese improves in 6 months' time - if im still alive by then that is.