Glossy Glamour

Over the years, I have fallen in (and out) of love with many many celebrities, male celebs that is. I have been crazy, emotional, happy, sad and excited over them. And over the years too, I have lost count of how many celebs that had been in my life before. So now, I’m going to list down all the guys that have impacted and influenced my teenage years up to now And I hope I won’t leave out anyone..heh

Okay, let’s start with Mark Feehily (from Westlife):

Cute eh? I think I can still fall for him now, if he looks like this.

I think he looks more like this now:

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Eeeee…OLD! Nope, definitely not my type!

After Mark, I fell head over heels in love with Lee Ryan! If you guys don’t know, he was part of the boyband Blue, which has already disbanded now. Oh yea, another interesting fact: My MSN address is based on the combination of his and my name

Here’s that cutie:

Wah! Cute!

Let’s see what he looks like now:

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Still the same old cutie that he was

Let’s move on to the next important man in my life, Jay Chou.
Now, I didn’t get attracted to his looks. It was his talent and mesmerizing voice that got me so crazy about him.
He used to look like this when I started liking him:

Not that cute huh?

But wait! He turned into a hottie not long after that.
Walla!

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Damn cute hor? I still love him! *heehee*

And he still looks hot now (if not hotter)!

*Drools*

Moving on….
Rain came along soon after my Jay-craze. Now, Rain isn’t everyone’s typical type of hottie but his body is too die for!

See what I mean? Although you can’t see his whole body in this picture but the byceps and his shoulder width already speak volumes *squeals*

He looks cute also la. It was this period of time that I was besotted by guys with small eyes. I think it’s cute *heehee* See how cute his eyes are:

Very very cute!

Then a few other hot celebs came along. But they are short-term ones la. I didn’t go crazy over them like how I was crazy over the previous 4. So let’s scroll through their piccies

Wah! Dylan Guo! Gorgeous!

Oh yea, now I like guys with mesmerizing big eyes. Well, don’t need that big la but mesmerizing..hehe

Hyun Bin..Hyun Binnie..Hot!

AAAAHHHH!!! Orlando Bloom! Damn hot!

Along the way, there are a few celebs that looks hot to me, but somehow I didn’t quite like them. For example,

Edison Chen. Hot, but I don’t like wo…

Shawn Yue, quite cute hor? I don’t really like also.

Lee Hom is very cute and hot, right? But I don’t like him too. And I have absolutely no idea why. I love his songs though

So there you go, my Ex-es. Hehe, my taste not that bad la right?

Today,
I accidentally cut my finger with a blade…

Pain pain….

I feel so sad

I tell you right, I feel so bloody tired right now. And still have the time to blog..heh..biasa edi these days.

This morning I woke up at an ungodly hour of 7am (ungodly to me la..), went to collect my car from the mechanic, and then to college. I was almost late for class eh. This was no ordinary class; marks will be deducted for every class missed, and the lecturer would lock the door when class commences. Made me damn scared I tell you. I ran all the way from the car park to the classroom. It was one end to the other end, really tiring. I was literally out of breath when I reached the classroom. Well at least I made it in time..hehe.

After class, I went to 1U with my friends (I drove la..heh). Pornica was the tourguide, since Shorty and I don’t know our bearings eventhough we’ve been there lotsa times. But along the way I still managed to lose my way. We then went back to college and started again..haha.

At 1U….

After having lunch at Secret Recipe, we decided to go and get our movie tickets. On the way up we saw an advertisement on Neway Karaoke which is just in the building itself. We changed our minds lo, wanna go sing K instead. But you know what? The price is almost tripled on a Saturday! A whopping RM22(for only 3 hours)! So we abandoned our plans and stuck to watching movies. What to do right? We’re not rich. We got tickets for Lake House. I shed some tears in the movie. Sad ma, gam dong ma.. Overall it’s quite a pleasant watch; just a few boring parts in the movie.

And then we went shopping! It’s been such a long time since I bought anything already. Actually I wasn’t planning to buy anything today, because I’m literally living in poverty for the past few weeks. But as fate would have it, Pornica somehow got me into Comma and history repeats itself. FOr those of you who do not know about this so-called history, I’ll just briefly summarize it.

Well you see, everytime Pornica intends to get something from Comma, she’ll leave empty handed, and the one person who didn’t intend to buy at all (which would be me), will eventually end up with a lighter purse.

So yea, I bought something. A realy cute top! It’s really cute I tell you! CUTE TOP CUTE TOP CUTE TOP! Cost me a fortune though

Anyway, after some window shopping, we decided to head home. Don’t worry, I didn’t lose my way this time XD

We reached my house around 6pm. We bathed, groomed, and made ourselves up until we were late for our friend’s party. This is a very old friend of ours, back from our primary school days. Ahh, how time flies…

Anyway, don’t get me started about her house. (It’s a housewarming party actually)
It’s like a castle! I would be happy to die now if I can have half of her house. It was so big and spacious and beautiful and immaculate and…….rich…  I wish I am rich

We got to know new friends there. People from different colleges; Taylor’s, Sedaya, Sunway…
Nice people la..made us feel not awkward having dinner with a bunch of people we just only knew. The guys were chatty. The girls not so la.. I wonder why…
Anyway, we had beer (hehe). My friends were afraid I would drink too much because I still had to drive home. But hey, it’s just beer la.. Beers do not have a high alcohol content, right? Because I don’t even get high from drinking beer. Me and Shorty grabbed a few cans of different beers, just to see which tasted the best. And the result is:

CARLSBERG!

After that, we bade our friends goodbye lo.. Man, I felt like an adult. Mainly because of the way we were interacting with each other. I mean, adults have their way of speaking and laughing at events, right? It was like that lo..

Before we went home, we got to speak with my friend’s mother (the hostess). Hehe, she said she can’t recognize me already (still remembers my name though), said that I’m prettier already (dunno la true or not), but still made me feel happy XD She can remember Shorty but not Pornica. Aww, poor poor poor Pornica. But it isn’t necessarily a bad thing right? She can just rob a bank and get away with it because no one will have the tendency to recognize her!
Heh..I’m mean. And I know that XD

So after such a long day, here I am, blogging in front of my PC..

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Oops, I fell asleep…

Oh well, might as well go to bed. Goodnight people!

Yesterday hor, I was walking to the car park happily when I can’t find my car keys. Sei lor, I thought. I started to panic , pushed my hair to the back (which is what I always do when I panic..heh), and kept on chanting sei lor. Luckily, Shorty was there with me and she calmly searched the other compartment of my bag. And my car keys were there! Thank God!

BUT… (yes, there will always be buts)

…my happiness was short lived. Because the remote control didn’t work!! I can’t open my car!! You guys sure say, easy la..use the key mah can lo..
You think it didn’t occur to me is it? I opened the car door but I cannot start the engine!
Don’t even have the ‘eeee…eeee…eeee’ sound. There was absolutely nothing at all. My car was as good as dead. And I’m more dead. I don’t know anything about cars la wei.

Then I saw my friends, Boonzz and Karl, walking towards Boonzz’s car. So I called Boonzz la. She came over and gave me some suggestions which did not work. And Karl, I forgot what he did. I think he just stood there.

Anyway, I then saw Kevin walking with his bunch of friends to their cars as well. What do you think I did? I, of course, sent out a distress call for help la..haha. Kevin came, checked my car, and hypothesized that it is the battery’s problem. Somewhere along the line, Boon Leng and Ah Tat came along. They asked me for some klip buayas lookalike (I forgot what it is called). Naturally, there was no klip buaya lookalikes in my car so Kevin went to borrow it from Help’s bus drivers. He came back with two Indian bus driver uncles.

Then they did some hocus pocus and jumpstarted my car (whatever that meant) with the help of Ah Tat’s car. I was so thankful eh. Without them, I wouldn’t know what to do! I kept on mouthing ‘thank you’s to the uncles before they left. Then only I realized that we have to give them some kopi duit. Ahhh, nothing’s for free I guess. Kevin, I really owe you one. Thank you so much! And sorry for the trouble ya. Boon Leng and Ah Tat as well, if you’re reading this, I’m really grateful. Hehe, it is times like these that I feel lucky to have friends. Like thay say, ‘A friend in need is a friend indeed’. Although I never really understand what this phrase means but I guess it kinda fits in with my story XD.

p/s: Actually the purpose of this post is to thank all of you guys who helped me with my car yesterday, especially Kevin, Shorty, Boon Leng and Ah Tat. Thanks guys!

I can’t help but blog about this. Right this moment, I’m chatting with an aqquaintance on MSN, and I’m so bothered about what this guy has said.

Firstly, he told me that he just wants to be friends with me, and that he is different from the other guys who wants to kao me.

Okay. Point taken.

Still, he continued explaining why he’s not interested in me.
Guy: You’re not my type. *changes his display pic to a girl’s picture*
        This is my type.
Me: O..what type of gal is this? And may I ask what type of gal I am?
Guy: She ar..the type I like lah. The quiet quiet type, romantic, cute but a bit dumb. You are not my type lah. But I think you are funny. So we can be friends..*cute sissy emoticon*

I was flabbergasted! This guy actually wants his girlfriend to be dumb! Sorry pal, of course I’m not your type. At least you have the decency to acknowledge that. I’m not dumb in the first place. I am, personally, disgusted by these kind of guys. Dumb girls huh? These are the type of guys who are so full of themselves that all they care about is their own ego. They do not want their girlfriends to look smarter than them, or worse, to be actually smarter than them! I despise these type of people. Seriously, they are the ones who make women feel useless and think that the only reason for our existence is to be dumb to make them look good!(Well, other than childbearing reasons that is.)

Then he went on to talk about his ex-girlfriend, and that she is now together with his good friend. And, as egoistic as he is, he added that he was the one who dumped her (although I’m not too sure about that.) Hey pal, the only reason you dumped her is because it finally dawned on you that she is smarter than yourself. Not a very good ego booster ya? But I stand by my POV that she was the one who dumped you. Why? Because it doesn’t have to take long for her to realize that you are a jerk.

This guy also said that currently, he doesn’t want to pak toh because it is ma fan. He prefers to be single but he is liking a girl now. (Girl, it’s an insult to you indirectly. He is implying that you are dumb! Or look dumb.) His friends are persuading him to get into a relationship (God knows why). He doesn’t want to because *refer to the reason above*
So I added that another reason must be because he doesn’t want to waste money on girls. Mr Egoistic struck back! He said that his previous girlfriends never waste his money wan wo. They even order only one drink to share with him at coffee shops because they don’t want to waste his money. WHAT THE??!! He even had the audacity to call himself dai fong. Well, I don’t know how to translate this into english but I can tell you it means something good, something like ‘generous’. To hell with him okay, you dai fong? Don’t make me laugh. Dai fong because you made the girls share a drink with you is it?

And he said that I’m surely one of those girls who love to waste guys’ money because I’m a KL girl. WTF????!!!!!
At this point, I told him I am busy, and got my ass butt out of the conversation. Would love to block him, but as he is a reader of my blog, he would know better not to message me anymore.

Everyone who’s living in Malaysia must have heard of the latest talent-search reality show on 8TV. With a RM1 million reward to boast, One In A Million certainly captured our attention. It started out fine, Malaysian Idol-ish, a sure-fire, tried and tested method to attract and draw audiences nationwide. No one noticed the recklessness and spontaneity the judges showed in weeding out the other 999,999-in-a-million contestants; until the previous episode was shown on Friday night. The 2 judges literally waited till the last milisecond to make their decision.

If this programme is really as prestigious as 8TV said it was (at least that was the message they were sending out), why were the judges behaving so casually in deciding the one person who would be joining the top 11? Lack of time? I’m sorry but there was plenty of time from the previous week till last Friday to decide. If their argument is that the contestant was chosen based on the performances on that night itself, there is only one thing I can say: Poor time-management. With such a big TV station like 8TV, one would expect them to cook up a better way to make the whole programme an entertaining one, not an oppressive and dispriting watch.

Honestly, if I was the person in charge, I would make sure that the result show is separated from the performance show itself. What 8TV did was take the concept of Malaysian/American Idol, stamp out the good stuff, and clogged the show with their own bad quality judgments and plannings.

If that one reason is not enough to make you see my point, let’s consider another aspect: The choice of contestants.
Who thinks that any one of them can make it big? Well, I certainly do not think so. It is easy for the judges to be clouded by their own decisions as they are part of the show right from the beginning. But as a third party, I can’t help but feel that those chosen aren’t even capable of making it big in the country itself, what more internationally? Look at each and everyone of them.

International star?

HAHAHA!

Have you even heard them sing?

I’ve heard loads of other singers who can sing better than them, yet not exactly successful. For this, I blame the two judges: Syafinaz and Paul Moss.

Syafinaz - This girl can make thought-provoking comments; she makes sense as well. But WTH is she doing giving suggestions that the contestants themselves could not comprehend? Explain to them my dear. Tell them exactly in layman’s terms what you want. Do not confuse them with your professional, expert terms. Yes we all know that you are a vocal teacher, you have a degree in music bla bla bla. But please make yourself comprehensible to the contestants at least.

Paul Moss - I used to admire his blatant honesty. Lately, all he has been doing is getting on my nerves. This guy displays an obvious liking for the cuter female contestants, showering them with praises even when they do not deserve it. For those who are not-so-good-looking, sorry my dears. Unless you are REALLY REALLY REALLY GOOD (and I do mean really good), you might not hear a word of compliment from the guy throughout the whole contest. Reality is harsh isn’t it?

On the whole, this programme is not worth the watch. Unless you are prepared for some explicit injustice, heartache and not to mention mortification of the contestants and judges, STAY AWAY.

Sure, they might improve, but they need an express amelioration to impress me. And time is not on their side.

I’m back! After a few non-blogging days, I’m finally back!Haha.. Was kinda busy with assignments, presentations, this, that, this, this and that. Well, you get the picture. Actually, I was almost done with this blog when the window suddenly closed! And all of a sudden at that! Mind you, it wasn’t a short post. It was the longest post I have ever written!! DAMN! What to do? Rewrite..rewrite..I’ll try to keep it as similar as possible to the one I’ve typed over the past half an hour ago.

So yea, I had my Microeconomics quiz on friday (which was yesterday). 30 MCQs from one chapter; 10% of the overall course marks. I didn’t have to study hard for it. Somehow, I’m like a natural when it comes to Economics..hehe.

Oo yea..highlight of the week!: I handed in my English research paper on Jackie Chan!! Hehe.. I spent (almost) 2 sleepless nights on it. I’m famous for my last minute works. Served me right! I had 6 weeks (if I’m not mistaken) to get it done, and I had to do it at the 11th hour. It wasn’t a shabby piece of work though..hehe. Worthed it to burn the midnight oil to get it done.

Back to the story..
After my Microeconomics quiz, we went to Mid Valley for a bit of shopping before the weekend kicks in. By ‘we’, I meant Cheryl aka PORNica, Fui Yee, Hooi Hooi aka Shorty, and of course, me myself and I. Pornica went home alone first because she wasn’t feeling well. So the 3 of us went to Watsons and looked around. We decided to pay a visit to Guardian as well before buying. Who knows? The prices might be lower over there. So off we went..

I had to admit, without Pornica around, we practically had to struggle to find our way around. Clearly, the twice-a-week visits to Mid Valley ever since we have been in college did not help much. The 3 of us are the classic examples of women who couldn’t recognize a place no matter how many thousands of times we have been there. After wandering around for some time, we took an elevator down to the lower ground only to find ourselves up at the 5th floor..haha. And so we took the elevator down again. We got off the lift and TADA! I found Guardian! Hurray for me! Hehe.. We went into the shop and surveyed around. The prices were at least 50% higher than at Watsons! WTH??!! We got our butts out of the outlet faster than you could even say "Maybelline".

Fui Yee was supposed to meet up with her ex-classmates for some farewell thingy. So we parted ways there as Shorty and me wanted to have lunch. Before she left, she borrowed some of Shorty’s notes to photocopy.

Both of us looked around for places to dine in but couldn’t make up our minds. Laksa Shack? Nah..went there last week. Shokudo? (or at least something that sounds like that). Nah..not in the mood for Japanese cuisine. We were nearly famished when we decided to have our lunch at the Chicken Rice Shop. "Sek gai fan, sei gai fan. Bin dou sek? Bin dou sek? The Chicken Rice Shop. Bak, bak, bak, bak, bak." Ahem, pardon me, I was just mumbling the the Chicken Rice Shop’s theme song. In Chinese of course XD

We chose our seats and ordered in no time. As the both of us felt as if we hadn’t eaten for a week, we ordered a few side dishes in addition to our set meals (which cost only RM9.90 per set). Okay okay, so it wasn’t a few; it was a lot of side dishes! The dishes arrived, and I actually took photos of it, just to prove that we did order a lot. Pictures coming soon. Heheh..lazy to upload..

Halfway through the meal, my cellphone rang. Since I lost my cellphone..Opps..Correction!: Since my cellphone got STOLEN 2 weeks ago, I had no idea who was calling. The number looked very familiar though. Suddenly a shock wave thundered through my body. I thought it was my friend! So what’s the big deal I hear you say. Well, it’s not a big deal really. Unless if you count a borderline psychopathic friend as a small issue. This particular friend of mine  has recently managed to scare me by his "I love you", "Can you be mine?", "Oh..you’re so cute@pretty@sweet" comments. I sweared to avoid him as best as I could.
So anyway, I got Shorty to answer the call for me.
Shorty: Hello… Who is this?
*Shorty gives me a puzzled look*
Shorty: Hello…… Who is this?
Shorty then turned to me and said that the person is looking for me. Well, duh..anyone who calls my cellphone is 99.9999% looking for me.
Me: Bin go lei ge? (Who is that?)
Shorty: Ngo mm zi o.. Hei yew wan lei. (I dunno.. He is looking for you.)
Me: Lam zai deng lui zai? (Guy or gal?)
Shorty: Lam zai lei ga (It’s a guy)
Me: Sei la..ying mm ying goi teng? (Die la.. should I answer?)
*Shorty gave me an I-dunno-look*
And so I decided to answer the call and at the same time planning to come up with some excuse and slam down the phone as quickly as possible. Okay, I meant press the red button. You can’t expect me to slam down a cellphone right? Haha.. Oh and by the way, the whole whispery conversation between me and Shorty took place in just 5 seconds.
I took the phone and answered..
Me: Hello..
Fake psychopath: Hello..ngo hai Janness la (I am Janness la)
Janness is a college mate of mine. Apparently he overheard the whole whispery conversation and found it funny.. -.-" So bla bla bla..finished the call and then Fui Yee came over to return Shorty’s notes. She was horror-stricken when she saw how many dishes we ordered. Well, I don’t blame her. Anyone would be shocked. It looked as if it was a meal for 5 hungry people.

So anyway, she came with a friend of hers, Hui Gim or Eugene. Actually I heard Fui Yee introduce him as Hui Gim but Shorty heard the latter. Shorty and I approved him in our minds if Fui Yee ever decided to have a relationship with him. I mean come on, that guy literally shook our hands! How many guys would do that nowadays? He looked decent too; polite and well-mannered. And so they came and went.

By that time, we both felt too pregnant to stand up. I had already finished my share of the meal but Shorty still had a few fishballs to gobble down. I said something like the fishballs tasted like tongue and that managed to kill Shorty’s appetite. She finished it nevertheless. Our motto: We must not waste food! After all, we are going to pay for it. Hehe..

Soon it was time to pay up and leave. We tried hard to signal for the bill but I guess it was pretty hard for the waiters to spot two girls waving their hands like mad people. When the waiter finally came with the bill, I paid him RM50 (the bill came up to RM38.19) and waited for him to come back with the change. He took his own sweet time to come back and in the meantime, Shorty and I managed to come up with the idea that he mistook the balance of my RM50 as tips. ARGGHH.. But he came back nevertheless. We took our change and left the gai fan shop.

The events that followed after that wasn’t really exciting. Nothing is worth mentioning except for a guy we met in the train on the way home. Well, he does look a bit like my ex boyfriend. He was kinda funny..haha, to me at least. He was sleeping in the train and somehow, looked cute. Yea, I think he is cute. Okay okay, end of story. Crazy moi didn’t go up to him and ask for his number as much as you like me to say that I did. We both did the same thing though. When we reached Putra station, we called and told the person on the phone that we are already in Segambut. Haha, he is soooo cute XD Don’t think I’ll see him again though.

Hehe, I love blogging.
Gets my mind off things.
Expect more posts from me sometime soon. =)
Adios people!

Why does it seem that everyone’s life is so much more better than mine? I’m so jealous of everyone. Eventhough I don’t wish to be anyone else, I still can’t help feeling like this. I feel happy for my friends who found their happiness, doing things that they like so much. But at the same time, I feel pathetic for not being able to do it myself. I’ve tried to be happy, and I was happy. But everything changed within such a short span of time; so dynamic; too blurry.

Sometimes I feel that it so unfair. Why does all the bad things always seem to happen to me? I’m turning out to be exactly the opposite of what I wanted to be. I do not like the way I am. People think that my life is as good as perfect, but I know better. It is no where near perfect; it is catastrophic.

People around me move on, and I stay rooted to the exact same spot. I can’t change, though I want to so badly. Just a few months ago, everything seemed so perfect. But like I said, it changed so fast. Good things doesn’t last long. Maybe happiness always eludes me. I’m destined to be like this. I should just shut up and accept it..

*Sigh* Why is everything so hard these days? Is it just me or is being a teenager nowadays a whole lot harder?? Sometimes I just feel like giving up. People just expect so much from me. It’s hard enough just to keep up with their expectations. Neway, it’s late now..not planning to blog for long. Just felt like voicing out what I feel at this moment.

My family is pressuring me..not ne about my studies..about a lot more..my love life for example. Stop interfering! I know what I want and when I want it. Stop with all your comments! When I get attached again, I don’t wanna hear all those bad stuff bout my bf. When I’m single, please stop asking me when I’m gonna get attached again! Come on! I’m just 18!! What is this??!!

Everything I do would surely be followed by comments. When can people learn to keep things to themselves? I hate it….

And one particular person is really getting on my nerves these days. Please maintain your stand. Don’t be fickle minded. I think you know who you are.

Ahh..crap! I don’t know what I’m crapping about. I think I should go to bed….