Andrea Lau

SMSS, SAJC, Trinity College of Music, Royal Academy of Music, NP School of Film & Media Studies

Ngee Ann Polytechinc, Attended 2001 - 2004, Class of 2004, Other
St. Margaret's Secondary School, Attended 1996 - 1999, Class of 1999, Other

Full-time hippy / Part-time copywriter

Experiencing parallel universes, collecting Threadless tess, executing killing sprees in DotA and devising more superstring theories.

Alan Moore, Anais Nin, Anita Desai, Banana Yoshimoto, D.H. Lawrence, Gerald Schroeder, Haruki Murakami, Henry James, Hwee Hwee Tan, Jeanette Winterson, Jostein Gaarder, Karen Armstrong, Milan Kundera, Neil Gaiman, Oscar Wilde, Paul Monette, Raymond Feist, Terry Pratchett, Tony Parsons, Yasunari Kawabata, Yukio Mishima, philosophers of religion.

Amelie Poulain, American History X, Autumn In New York, Being Human, Chicago, Dead Poet's Society, Fearless, iRobot, Life Is Beautiful, Merry Christmas, MirrorMask, Moulin Rouge, Run Lola Run, S1MONE, Stealth, Stigmata, Skycaptain and the World of Tomorrow, The Emperor's Club, The History Boys, V for Vendetta, Yamakasi.

Alexisonfire, Armor for Sleep, Avocadoclub, Butch Walker, Celestial Aeon Project, Crash Test Dummies, Danz Muzik Terraizt, David Bowie, Dirty Vegas, Duran Duran, Fleur, Flowers From The Man Who Shot Your Cousin, Frozen Silence, Gay Against You, Glenn Gould, Goldfrapp, Jim Steinman, Joshua Kadison, Loons, Loveninjas, Mandalay, Men At Work, Museum, Nouvelle Vague, Of Montreal, OLSPUR, Orchestral Manouvres in the Dark, Pet Shop Boys, Proem, Safri Duo, SICHTBETON, Spandau Ballet, Suede, Toto, Paul Oakenfold, Queen, Sting, The Alan Parsons Project, The Bastard Fairies, The Beatles, The Corrs, The Essex Green, The Flying Pickets, The Junior Varsity, theNoLifeKing, The Perishers, Thievery Corporation, Timmy Thomas, Tobacco, Tuck & Patti, Zero 7, classical music.

Battlestar Galatica, CSI, Coupling, Law & Order.

Sagittarius

I am a natural public blunder.

I pretend to be an imbecile and over-compensate by being a nerdette.

I swear I was born in the wrong decade. For inexplicable reasons, there is an awkward glam to be able to say "I wore SHOULDER PADS" and have, gasp, photos. Or wear goggle-like plastic specs with the 1950s Pleasantville heart on your sleeve. Or to walk out of the house touting satin gloves and feathered hats with a 1920s chic sparkle.

History and I play catch-up all the time. We try to keep it away from karma.

P/S: Eve Ensler should take a hike.

Strictly no "hehe, u r wild n sexy. can b frenz plz" / "I never knew an angel to fly so low" / "you look like you have a lot of fun. I promise you fun. Let's have some fun" plebes. Quit being such eager beavers dropping off your e-mail addresses and mobile numbers. Civil and witty one-liners are all the fad now and forever and ever amen, sweetheart. Not that you would know how to conjure up a decent one anyway.