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Thursday, December 30, 2010

10 to 11

Two more days till another new year. Two more days!
Boy, this year has been nothing but changes. From a senior in college to the real world. That is a freaking huge step don't you think?! In fact, I don't think that I have caught up with that fact yet! Not good.

So here is a recap of the little things that happen this year.

Shall we?

Let's see, so here's Lynn, Cheryl, and I counting down last year in New Jersey after helping my dear sister move in to this current apartment that I am living at right now. Crazy to think that a year has past, I still remembered having awesome sushi, and that Asian waiter trying to hit on Cheryl. Lol.
I learned that day that you can't purchase hard liquor after 10pm due to the New Jersey State law. I must say that I was extremely astonished when I tried to buy a bottle of Jack Daniels before heading to the quaint little BYOB Japanese restaurant in Hoboken and I was told that I couldn't.

I celebrated my sister's birthday without her for the first time this year. I never missed her birthday because we were always together physically. We made it up though. Bought her a cake, and called her up on skype.

That count's right?
Good memories.

I also got into baking because I loved the way the apartment would smell when the goodies were in the oven.
It was then that I realized that I had a natural talent in baking the best Chocolate Chip Banana Nut Bread.

Nom nom nom.

I also made my first Black Forest Ice Cream cake.
Wow. I was really into baking then. The sad thing was, the more I bake, the more I ate. Bad thing to do. 
Lynn said, "If you don't stop baking, you will turn into a fatty pig!"
Since, I decided to only bake during special occasions. Boo.

On the other hand, besides having a dance class 3 times a week, I was disciplined enough to drag my heavy butt to the gym for a full body work out twice a week! I felt really in shape then, my old high school hidden pacs were creeping back and I was really happy..... Until..... a week before the show that I was in opens, I fell and sprained my ankle really badly in a dance class.
A week before the show opens! And it was a show with intensive dancing!

I visited New York for the third time in March for my Senior Showcase. 
I got my heart was broken.

I had my Senior Showcase for agents, casting directors, managers, and all the other important people in NYC. Of all days to fall sick and lose my voice for the first time in three years, it happened that day. The most important day, the first 'real world' day!!!!!!
I was devastated. I remembered walking around the city feeling really depressed and I couldn't stop the tears from falling. I was the only one in the class that didn't get a call back. 
I mean, really. Who would want to call back a girl who spoke through her entire song, and still sounded like a dying frog gasping for air? No one!

But, I moved on.

I performed my first cabaret, which I thought was very successful.

Casting Call for a Best Friend.
Performed by Cait and I

I was Kitty in Chicago.
At that time, I felt really good about myself after the incident in New York.
I was doing well in school, working as a supervisor at the cafeteria, involved in the most awesome show, had my own cabaret...
Sure I was busy, with all the last minute projects and rehearsals for my Spanish and Directing class. I felt on top of the world! I had no time to think. I was just on the road, grinding. I was grateful. I loved that kind of life.

I went to my last College Ball.

Had my last 'Girls' Night Out' event with the Malaysian Chicks at school.
Boy, I really do miss those times when were got to doll up, get the boys to drive up to a nice place, and just chat, cam whore, and feel pretty.

Now that I'm in New York without a car, I would have to hide my 4 inch heels in my purse and wear my flats because I would have to walk so much to get from one place to another. Pathetic.
I guess you can't choose between beauty and comfort.

And I finally graduated.

Dad and Lynn flew in to celebrate with me.

I felt that I wasn't good enough because I only scored a 3.86 cGPA upon graduation.
A couple weeks prior to graduation, I was told that I was nominated as the presidential scholar of the department. After all the hoohah and posters everywhere, the department finally told me that there was a mistake. Another girl had gotten 0.01 cPGA higher than I did.
Well, it wasn't that big of a deal besides the fact that everyone had congratulated me and thought that I was the presidential scholar. I just thought that it wasn't fair that I was put in such a position where I was given something, and they had it ripped off at the last minute.
It would be better if I hadn't known.

Well if that didn't happen, there wouldn't be a story right?
Gotta try harder.
I moved on.

During summer, I was part of the fantastic cast of the fabulous Dirty Rotten Scoundrels.
It was amazing. I had so much fun working at Saugatuck again. I wish that I could work with them again this summer. *cross fingers and pray for me!*

I was everything from an American tourist, to a French maid, to a Latin dancer at a club. 
I loved the stage.

And of course, my friends were always there to support me. I felt loved!

The day before I left, we partied one last time. 
And yes, my friends certainly did make sure that this would be a night that I will not forget.
Cheryl bought me a pitcher of long island ice tea and made sure I finished every drop of it by myself.
Best part of it was that it was only $7 bucks!!!!
You can't even find A SMALL DRINK for 7 bucks here in NYC.
Oh Kalamazoo.

On 24th of July, I finally packed up my belongings and moved to my dream city.
Turns out that I was young, naive, and innocent. I certainly didn't know what I had installed for me.

I made new friends. Got a new job as a cashier at an upscale bakery place and all.
Everything was going fine. I had an income, but no time for auditions.
 One thing though, I didn't party as much as I thought I would. Sure, I would go out every once in a while but I am always too lazy to step out of the house once I get home. It's good though. I spent less.
Two months later, I found myself quiting my steady job. I needed more time for auditions and I was sick of the fact that I was under paid tip wise (I knew someone that was taking money out from the shared pot).

As for now, I am working part time with a catering company. I am extremely unhappy about the fact that I have an unstable income. It freaks me out. But I'm working on it. Hopefully more gigs will turn out after New Years.

I performed my first cabaret in NYC.

Where Will I Sleep Tonight? 
Performed by yours truly

My parents visiting NYC and we went to Washington DC to visit my aunt for the first time.

We celebrated Thanksgiving in advance. It was the first Thanksgiving with the family because we never celebrated Thanksgiving back home in Malaysia.

We met my cousin for the first time too. Funny how I never knew about him till he added me one day on facebook. There was always those random 'hi' and 'byes' written on our facebook walls but we never spoke in real life. It's a cool feeling to know that I have a 'big brother' figure in the same country.

I performed in an off Broadway show called FIGGY PUDDING'S HILARIOUS HOLIDAY HOOHAH!
I learned about Kwanzaa, an African holiday that I have never heard of till the day I got the music sheets.

Haha... This is nothing to be proud of.
So I have always partied back in school. Not that I am a huge partier because I barely had time. But I lived with my room mates, and they had house parties every single weekend and people would be over at my place either every Friday or Saturday. not exaggerating! 
So every once in a while I would come home from rehearsal and join them in their silly drinking games. I also enjoyed clubbing because I loved dancing. I almost never drink whenever I club because I couldn't careless to pay for a drink and the music gives me an authentic high that I didn't have to get from alcoholic drinks.
I've never been drunk. A lil tipsy, yes. But not drunk. 
I think I got that from my dad. My sister and I have pretty high alcohol tolerance.

However, I got drunk for the first time. Here in NYC.

Nothing really happened. 
Besides the fact that I threw up for the first time in 7 or 8 years when I got home, I didn't do anything to embarrass myself. But I didn't touch alcohol since. I remembered watching a movie the next day with the girls and I felt like death. I even went to a club a week after but all I drank was water and pineapple juice.
I guess I had to learn it the hard way huh ;)

I spent Christmas at Sam's parents' place at Whitehouse Station, New Jersey.
Isn't it beautiful? Looks like it could be from a post card.

Here's the barn with the two horses inside.

Sammy and I in front of the Christmas tree. 

I had a wonderful Christmas. I had the opportunity to sing in the choir for Christmas, thanks to Sam's parents. And now, I am back in NYC!

Whew, this year really did past by so darn quickly. So many firsts and lasts compared to other years. The last time I actually had time to sit and think about what I have done and accomplished was when I was back in Malaysia packing to come to the States. And now, I am done with school, out in the real world. Wow. This really still feels like a dream to me. I am grateful for all the fruitfulness and lessons that I have learned this year. I am happy for the significant people that I have met and have had the chance to be close with these past months before and after Michigan.

Dear 2011, please be good. I know that this is another year of new things to happen and old memories to move on from. By the middle of this year, I will find out if I will be able to stay in the States. I really do hope that I can. Agh! So much anxiousness and anticipation. I am excited and partially afraid to welcome you. 

As for New Year resolutions, I'll take baby steps.
Carpe Diem.

Cheers and have a wonderful 2011!!!!

Thursday, December 23, 2010


Hey all!! I've been missing for awhile. Thanks for being patient while I'm gone :)

I've been busy last week working the catering job, which is awesome. But since the holiday week has officially started, I am living the life of an unemployed. Sad but true, yes. I have been applying for jobs online everyday hoping that I will be able to get a part time job. We'll see how that goes.

Here's some of the cast of Figgy Pudding's Hilarious Holiday HooHah, chillin' before the the show during the photo call. Santa hats!

Matt and I foolin' around during one of our scene.
And yes, I clearly gained some weight. Lol. No. Not funny at all.

What if your gift to your other half is another attractive person?
Honestly, should you be happy or sad? 

What about pretty girls for a Christmas present?! ;)

Sammy, Soo, and I at a bar at the Lower East Side.

Have a wonderful Christmas, and Merry Hannukah, and Happy Kwanzaa!

Will see you all again during New Years.

Wednesday, December 08, 2010


Whew... Deep breaths.

Time is passing by really really quickly. It has already been more than 4 months since moving from Kalamazoo!

My life was back to normal since the parents left. Not that it wasn't normal in the first place, it was just felt more like vacation time when they were here. Partly was because I didn't have any auditions to go to, nor job offerings. And that sucks.

Mom said, "Maybe its just God way of letting you spend more time with your parents!"

I really do hope so. I never regretted any minute hanging out with them. It's just I always have this worry at the back of my head. Worried that I will not be able to survive. Oh boy, since when I turned into this worrier? What happened to the free and easy me?

Anyway, a day after mom and dad left, I went did an audition for Kung Fu Panda (directed by the Cirque Du Soleil people). LOL. I certainly didn't know what I was getting myself into!!! It's an audition for the circus! Why didn't I see it coming? I had an amazing time auditioning. Nothing like I have ever done.

Strength Test (which I failed miserably), Gymnastics Tumbling (I thought I did ok since I have that pee wee experience from cheerleading in high school), Flexibility (awesome), Dance (great!)

I knew that I wasn't not going to get anything out of this audition the minute I stepped unto the gym room. But I figured that since I woke up that early to go for it, I might as well just stay. It was a great work out after all. I was dead sore for the next couple of days. Never in my life I had my butt muscles cramp up so bad. Well, I definitely felt my ass perkier for sure :)

Last Sunday I was involved in the upcoming movie (which premiers in November 2011) called Tower Heist, featuring Eddy Murphy, Ben Stiller, and Casey Affleck. I was basically paid to freeze to death out by the park. It was the coldest day I have ever experienced in NYC. Well, maybe it wasn't as cold, but the winds were brutal. Standing 9 hours outside with just enough to keep you warm was not the best thing to do. I came home sick that day. Not fun at all.
At least I got my foot in to how it feels like being a movie extra. Hopefully I'll get more chances to do this.

One thing I need to do, worry less. Live life more. 
Perhaps a Pre New Year resolution?

What did you do last week?

Wednesday, December 01, 2010

It's Autumn

Weird, it's usually snow white by this time of the year and we would be having our annual 'cursing of the snow, wishing that it isn't that cold' rituals. But no, snow has not fall yet... well in New York of course.

Besides the strong winds and wet rains, New York is still the same. It was 60 degrees out this morning and tonight it will be in the 30s. Funny how the weather fluctuates. This makes me miss Kalamazoo and all my friends whom I've hung out with throughout my three years there.
I never had a doubt that I would not have a white christmas then, but now in NY I do.

I did absolutely nothing today. Woke up late, ate brunch, took a nap, hug myself silly hoping not to die from cramps. How unproductive. I feel like a low down clown.

Lynn and I just sent mom and dad off to Malaysia yesterday night. They probably just arrived. I miss them already. The next time I'll see them would probably be next August. We'll see.

Off to rehearsal

Friday, November 26, 2010

UOB You Owe Me...
an explanation.

Ever wondered what would happen if you had your wallet filled with cash, IDs, and credit cards stolen?
Cash, how much would there be in your wallet? Maybe a lot, but rarely a fortune.
IDs, you can remake.
Credit cards, bad idea.

One of the worst things that could happen is that evil black hearted person swiping away your hard earned money. Worst, money that you don't even have or even dreamed of spending. The other thing to happen is your bank, which you trusted to protect your funds blaming it all on you, saying that you were not careful enough, and you HAVE to pay off that costly fraud case.

Let's stop all the rambling and let me spill the beans shall we?

On the last few days of December 2009 after visiting for Lynn's graduation, dad made his was back from New York to Malaysia. During his transit in Hong Kong, he found that his wallet (which was located in his back pocket) was stolen. He had some cash, his IDs, and his three credit cards issued by Citibank, HSBC, and, Singapore's United Overseas Bank (UOB). Unfortunately, he had already boarded the plane and besides notifying the cabin crew, he had no way of calling anyone, or any of the banks during the flight.

During the 4 hour flight from Hong Kong to Malaysia, approximately RM 90,000 was swiped out of the 3 credit cards. Yes, RM 90,000 which is equivalent to roughly $ 29,000 USD.

When we heard the news, boy we were all furious!!

How could this even happen? Banks will usually notify the customers before any unusual transactions. Be it in a different state, country, or even a huge transaction. Heck, when I first came to NYC for a holiday, my credit card was blocked by my bank because I had never made a transaction in NYC at that time. In fact, I was really happy that it happened because I was reaffirmed by how cautious my bank was. I knew that I was safe. 
On the other hand, the amount that was transacted out of dad's cards were substantially large amounts in another country. Wouldn't that cause suspicion on the banks' part?  

Anyway I thought, 'Well, it should be fine. The banks would cover fraud cases and my dad had proof that he was not physically at the location where the card was swiped (he was obviously in mid-air flight to Malaysia). And banks usually cover fraud cases like these'. No worries.

After reporting the case to the police in both Malaysia and Hong Kong and after their respective investigations, Citibank and HSBC concluded that the transactions were indeed  fraudulent, and decided to waive my dad's liability for those transactions. 

Unfortunately, UOB continued their demand of payment together with interest and late payment charges. I believe by demanding payment arising from fraud cases, UOB has not complied with Clauses 15.1, 15.2 and 15.3 of Bank Negara Malaysia Guidelines BNM/RH/GLO-041-01. 
I also remember reading a High Court case where it was decided that the card holder was not responsible for fraudulent transactions from her card.

Being an international bank, it is difficult to believe that UOB would react so irresponsibly with fraud cases like this. 
You would think that a well established Singaporean bank like UOB would have made sure that their customers are guaranteed with protection, and yet it isn't. I understand if they want to take precaution on their part and make sure that they protect themselves. However, this is a case with all the proof that they need to know that this is a FRAUD!

Dear UOB customers and future customers, please rethink if you plan to open an account with UOB. Think about it, if they can't even guarantee your protection, what do you think they can do for you? There wouldn't be any difference between the bank and the thief then?

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Turkey Day!

Good day all,

First off, Happy Thanksgiving!!
I really love the idea of having a special day devoted just to give thanks and be grateful of all that we are blessed with. At the same time, I would also think that we should be grateful every single day. Sometimes people become pessimistic and discouraged, and having this one day simply forces you to rethink. Isn't it an absolute great idea?

Anyways, dad and mom are here visiting for 2 weeks. Despite my lack of work this week, I am kinda glad that I've got extra time to spend with my parents that I have not seen for the past few months. Dad came for my graduation, so the last time I saw him was in early May. As for mom, saw her during Christmas. It's been way too long!

Went to Washington DC to visit my aunt and cousins

Happy Thanksgiving!


Thursday, November 18, 2010

Google Translate

Came home from work today and checked my mail.

Friend: Hey Sue-Yenn, is this you? *video link attached*

I thought, "What are you talking about? I didn't film anything in Malaysia?"

*clicked on link*

It's the video I filmed last week!!!!!! My first paid acting gig!!!!
It is basically a partnering with Google to promote Google Translate through Google Slam at www.demoslam.com

My face looks so round in it :-(

Vote for the video on www.demoslam.com! :)


Friday, November 12, 2010

You are the Controller

Here's a short video clip of the performance that I was involved in at Times Square with Ne-Yo and Lady Sovereign. Great experience!

I've been really blessed lately, with the extra time that I have, I actually had the time to looking up auditions and submit myself for new things. Speaking of that, I just did a short video shoot for Google's Demoslam.com. Hopefully I'll get to post it up soon. It wasn't anything big at all, but it just felt good that I am doing something and I am getting my feet wet. Best of all, I was paid and I get to add on more to my reels in my website.

On the other hand, I had a mini meltdown the other day because I felt like I've hit a wall. It is so stressful having to balance between the thing that I have to do, and the things that I want to do. There were many times that I have to sacrifice work time (which means money) for small auditions or film shoots that are not even paid or whatsoever. I know it will all be worth it in the end, its just, frustrating. I'm two weeks into my catering job now. And did I tell you that it is part time? Which means, if they need you, they call you. They have no jobs for you, you probably wont work for a week or more. What a trade off for freedom and actual time to pursue your dreams right?

Oh well. Gotta live with it.

New haircut for a new phase in life? Yeah, I always believe in that.

Monday, November 08, 2010


15 weeks since I have moved to New York City and so many things have changed.
I had a 9 to 5 job for almost 3 months. Due to many factors, I decided that job was not for me. Beg you, I liked where I worked. The people and customers were nice and all but I was not happy with the management, the way they handled simple things that needed black and white. Also, there wasn't a point for me staying If I could not leave to go for auditions. That is my priority, and that was the first thing I told them when I got hired.

I finally left the job last Wednesday. Booked my first paid gig as a dancer along with 599 others at Times Square. We danced for R&B singer Ne-Yo and UK rapper Lady Sovereign. It was epic. As much as I was thrilled, it was only a one time thing. Now that that's done and over with, I'm on to my search for the next gig. I really do hope I get to book something soon. It's not that I am not doing anything else. I am currently involved in a Christmas Show and I will be filming for a NYU masters student film. But they are all volunteer work. I'm not complaining. Just stating the fact. A part of me really wonder how long more can I hold on to this for.

I had my first catering job last Thursday. Wasn't bad at all. I loved the people that I worked with. Almost 90% of them were actors, artists, and musicians. After working in an environment with a majority of minorities ( not that I hated it. In fact I really made some good friends. It just wasn't my crowd), it felt great to finally be in sync with everyone else. The downside of that catering job is that I don't get a set amount of hours. I need to get another part time job :(

It seems like I am complaining so much but I feel like I am going through a quarter life crisis. But then again, I think that as long as I am in this business, I will feel this way forever. Gotta get use to it. Life is hard and I need an out, at the same time stick to what I love doing. I keep telling myself, its only been 3 months and I can do better than this. Now that I have more time for auditions, let's hope something happens. And something will happen soon!

I can do this. I can do this. I can do this. I can do this.

Mom and dad are visiting next week. I need more love right now.