Glossy Glamour

Warning: Loads & loads & loads of pictures!

 

I had nothing to do at all on Saturday so I just stayed home the whole day. Tried to sleep since I didn’t get enough during the weekdays. Then my relatives came, aunties and uncles came to play mahjong wor..the children (eldest one is 4 years younger than me) tagged alone. And he brought his friend along as well. Together with my brother, they are the ultimate noise making machine. They made so much noise that I couldn’t sleep! Gah!

Leader of the ‘Noice-making’ machine pack.

You can’t deny that he is cute though

And he loves the camera so much that he kept posing in front of it.

See what I mean?

 

 

Since I couldn’t sleep, I joined them as well la..hoho. Big buffalo playing with small kids. The weird thing is I don’t really feel that old while with them. See, eventhough I look old, I don’t feel old. That’s the important thing right? Feeling young instead of looking young ;p Okay okay, I’m just trying to convince myself that looking old isn’t such a big deal

Anyway, the person whom I can connect to the most is my 12 year old cousin, who is, well, 6 years my junior. Maybe it’s because we are the only gals among the group of guys. Anyway, we camwhored a lot.

I complained that my head looks enormous in this pic so we took another one…..

 

…..with me trying to make my head look smaller (by standing behind of her ;p)

Doesn’t my head look tiny now? XD

 

Anyway, guess what else we did? Hoho, I managed to convince her to be my make up ‘model’. She was afraid initially of her mum finding out and scolding her, so I told her it would be a secret. And we did the making up locked in my bedroom. The adults were all busy downstairs playing mahjong, so they wouldn’t disturb us..ngek ngek. See how enthused they are in the game ;p

The women had to use the kitchen to play mahjong because the mahjong room was being occupied by the uncles already!

 

 

Back to the story, I made up my cousin..hoho. The before and after pictures will be included of course, just for you guys

First step - Straightening of Hair.

 

Second step - The make up process

 

And walla!

After getting her make up done

 

Am I a great at this or what? Hoho..look how much bigger her eyes looked after the ‘transformation’.

 

Side by side comparison:

Unfortunately, she had to go home before I am done with the whole make up thing. So what you are looking at here is actually a halfway done make up. Anyhow, she still looks gorgeous right?

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Went to Sunway Pyramid on Sunday. It must have been at least 5 years since I last set foot into Sunway Pyramid, that’s how long it is. I couldn’t remember much about the place other than the skating ring, but it’s really beautiful at night!

Look!

 

Sorry la, my hands were shaking. And the camera was set to night mode. Only people with really steady hands can take non-blurry pictures with it. I have yet to meet one though

Love this photo, dunno why. The water fountain looks so fantasy-like.

 

Self-shot picture

Look at the girls behind us..lol.. They look so fascinated by whatever’s behind me.

Oh yea, we went to Halo Cafe as well. The
singers weren’t much to shout about, but the guitarist was superb! He didn’t sing but he sure hell can whistle well. It wasn’t normal whistling. I dunno how he does it but he kinda opens his mouth in a smile-like way when he whistles. Which is very very unlike how we normally whistle. I make the kissy kissy look instead when I try to whistle…

Here’s a video of him performing 

 

If I know how to embed the video here, I would. I just think it’s not possible to do it in a friendster blog >.<

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O yea, my brother says he looks handsome in this picture. Errrrrrr….. you be the judge ;p

 

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Gonna end this long blog entry with a picture of myself..wahaha.. I
know I’m super boh liao but what better place to put up your picture
than your own blog? ;p

 

Tata people! Muahss!

I’m feeling so emo because of this song T.T

I know, it’s stupid. Maybe it’s just something girls do. When we have too much time on our sleeves, we listen to sad songs and cry our hearts out. Or maybe it’s just me…

Anyway, I have to share it with you guys. To those who can relate to the lyrics, good for you. To those who cannot, well, even better for you. Cause it’s kinda sad afterall.

It’s in Chinese though, and my Chinese isn’t that good. But I’ll try my best to translate it

我终于还是说了一句我爱你
I finally had the courage to tell you that I love you
还记得那个微凉夜里天空正飘着小雨
I still remember that night, it was bright and drizzling
心跳的声音像舞动奇迹
The beating of my heart sounded like dance steps
你看着我说千万不要爱上你
You looked at me, and told me not to love you
因为你只会让我伤心别傻了快点喊停
Because you will only end up hurting me
你那么冷静忽
You were so calm,
远又忽近
Suddenly you’re near, suddenly far
我知道我对你来说也许太年轻
Maybe it’s because I am too young for you
我想我猜我问我终于了解
I think, I guess, I ask, and I finally understand
原来为爱流的眼泪也是种甜蜜滋味
Didn’t know that tears cried because of love can actually taste sweet
只想爱你
I just want to love you
当我和你走在一起就已经决定
I have already decided during the time I was with you
不看不听不问也不会放弃
I won’t look, won’t listen, won’t ask, won’t give up
是你让我了解自己可以为爱那么坚定
It was you who made me realise that I can be so firm in love
好想每天睁开眼睛就能看到你
I really want to see you when I first open my eyes in the morning
我知道我偶尔有一点任性
I know I am a bit stubborn
不管你做任何决定究竟爱我还是逃避
No matter what your decision will be
Sorry 我还是不会放弃爱你
Sorry, I will not give up on loving you

Well, okay, my translation sucks. And I know no one will cry after reading my English version of it. Laughing at my translation is more like it -.- But the chinese version is really very meaningful and sad… *Sobs* Made me cry cukup cukup. Overly emo ledi… ;p

Btw, I had some help with the translations though..hehe..thanks to Chuan Guan, Kevin, Kah Kei and Janness for explaining some of the words to me But, 70% of it is still my own effort! Gonna improve on my Chinese!!

Sorry lar people, I know I haven’t been blogging for quite sometime. And a few people have been urging me to blog something, but it’s not that I’m obligated to write, write right?
Kidding, I love to blog so whether or not people urge me to write, I will still continue blogging. Unless I suddenly fall into a deep depression and life suddenly has no meaning anymore. Don’t worry though, nothing of that sort would happen anytime soon, or at least I think it won’t

Anyway, I only had one class this morning and so, yours truly is free to blog for now
Speaking of blogs, one downside to it is that anyone who has an internet connection can have access to reading it. And when a friend stumbles upon your blog (and coindentally reads stuff about him/herself), something ugly might happen. Of course, since my own blog is linked through my friendster profile, I try to be careful when I’m writing about my friends and aqquaintances.

Seriously speaking, it didn’t occur to me that so many people whom I personally know read my blog. So imagine what a big shock it was to me when even the lecturer in my college told me he reads my blog. (Yes, Mr Alex, I’m talking about you ;p). Suddenly, I feel relieved that I didn’t badmouth any lecturers in my blog before, although there are a few who deserves to be critisized.

A few days ago, a huge misunderstanding occurred because of a certain post of mine. You see, this post is about a friend of mine (Raymond) in college. At first, it was pretty amusing to people who read it. Even Raymond found the whole thing on the funny side. But when so many people claimed that they have read the post, another friend who was featured in the post (Fui Yee) showed her displeasure about it. Mind you, this friend is my best ji mui. So when she showed signs of displeasure, I felt bad about it and exclaimed that I would delete the post. After that, she left without saying a thing to me. I felt sad and angry because she could get upset with me over a silly post. And so -don’t laugh-, I spent a few minutes hiding in the toilet because I didn’t know what to do anymore. After that, I bumped into some friends and told them what happened in between sobs. Okay, more like crying my heart out… but let’s not get into that part.

Later on, Betsy and Amanda accompanied me to Ali Maju to have lunch and, as fate would have it, Fui Yee and Raymond were there as well. They saw me outside the restaurant and when Fui Yee came over, I just burst into tears. I’m not very sure what happened next because it was kinda blurry. I just remember crying (again) while relating my story to the both of them. The funny part is, they weren’t upset about the whole thing at all. I mistook their reactions for something else and without asking them, I drew up my own conclusions.
So the whole hiding in the toilet thingy and crying was because of nothing at all. Ahhh, I felt like such a big fool, still do.

Well, another story to be dug out and laughed upon several years later

Something bad happened to me this morning! Okay la, it’s not a very bad thing but it sure got me all fired up and hot tempered!

You see hor, this morning when I drove into my college’s car park at 9.10am, I saw an empty parking space near the main entrance. Wah lao eh, this is really something rare, especially at 9 something in the morning, because students who have classes at 8am would have already took up all the parking spaces near the entrance. People like us who come later have to settle for faraway parking spaces and walk underneath the burning hot sun towards the entrance while being weighed down by heavy 10-tonne (useless) textbooks.

So like I was saying, I of course felt very exhilirated upon spotting that empty space. So I parked my car there, made sure it was in the yellow box, and since it was still early to go into class (my class starts at 9.30am today), I waited in my car while listening to S.H.E’s ‘wo men zhe me le’. Then when it was 9.20am, I got out of my car and locked it. And then, that was when the bad incident happened! The security guard in the white uniform came towards me and told me I cannot park there. What the??! Eh friend, no ‘reserved’ sign was put up there okay, unlike other reserved parking spaces. So I assumed that it is okay for anyone to park there lar. I am also very pissed off because the guard didn’t tell me that earlier, when I just parked my car there. Why did he have to wait 10 freaking minutes before telling me??? In that period of 10 minutes, I could have hunted for other parking spaces near the entrance!!! That stupid fella wasted my time and tested my patience!

But because I was rushing for time to hunt for other parking spaces, and because I didn’t wanna make his life difficult, I said "Cannot park here ar? Okay lor.." and walked away! I must have looked very gullible at that time. Stupid security guard, I hope he won’t purposely bully me next time because he thinks I am gullible!

Anyway, I got into my car and started the engine again. Btw, do you know that cars burn up most petrol when we are starting up the engine? Bah, wasted my petrol. It’s okay if petrol is as cheap as water, but no, petrol is damn expensive okay? I’m veering off topic again.. As I was saying, I started the engine and started to look for another parking space again. And as luck would have it, there was another parking space waiting for me. And it is near the entrance as well I think I did a lot of good things recently lar, and I am being rewarded with empty parking spaces near my college’s entrance!

Okay, from today onwards I will do more charity and be nicer to people around me. Just give me one empty parking space near the entrance every morning okay?

It’s the weekends again! I think most people would be happy when the weekend arrives; no work, no school, no classes, no boring lectures, can rest, can have fun! But not me, because I don’t go out on weekends. And my (close) friends know that perfectly well.

Why like this hor?

Because during weekends, I stay at home and pretend to be a good girl girl for my daddy to see. My parents always complain that I go out too often. So when my daddy is at home the whole day on weekends, I stay at home just to show him that I don’t always go out!

But it sucks lor, because there is nothing interesting on TV during weekends. I don’t understand this.. all the nice nice programmes are aired on weekdays, when I’m mostly not at home! Grrr, when I’m stuck at home on weekends, they air bloody boring programmes that I don’t even bother to remember the titles.

Weekends are the time for me to get fat (as if I’m not fat enough already). All I do is sleep, eat, and go online the whole day. How not to get fat?? Luckily there are only two days of weekends, if not, I shudder to think about it lar. I used to be very very happy on weekends back when I was in secondary school. Because I get to sleep in late.. and I mean very very late! hehe. But now I don’t have to wake up early for classes now that I’m in college. My earliest class is at 9.30 a.m. And because I’m driving, I don’t have to wake up early to follow somebody else’s car. How great is that?

That’s why I prefer weekdays lar. See how much my weekend sucks

And yes, today is a saturday, that’s why I’m so free to blog…

Me: Come come Raymond, let’s take pictures!

Raymond: Har, take my pic ar? Let me drink water first can or not?

 

Raymond: Okay lor, finish drinking jor. Come lar take my pic.

 

Raymond: Wei, take a more lengzai photo of me can or not jek?

Me: Okay lor, you pose nice nice le wor.

Raymond: This pose yeng enough or not le? Hehehe

Me: Hahahaha, yeng yeng XD

Fui Yee: Wei, my turn  to take his photos liao lar. Raymond come faster pose together with me!

Raymond: Want meh? Take so many photos of me I also sien jor.

Fui Yee: Wei Raymond, pose nicely lar. Why your face so funny wan?

Raymond: Aiyo, why so ma fan wan? Okay lar okay lar.

Raymond: Like this can or not le?

Fui Yee: Wait, one more one more!

Raymond: Har? Not enough meh? I try not to look funny ledi wor..

Raymond: Okay lar. I think this time sure can gua…

Raymond: If cannot summore I punch you wan ar! Unless……………

Fui Yee: Unless what le…?

Raymond: Unless you kiss me lor..hehehe.

Fui Yee: Wa, you think I’m so chui bin ge meh? So easy let you kiss ar? Choi lei dou soh, I check sms first..

Raymond: You don’t kiss me, I kiss you lor!

Fui Yee: !!!!!

Raymond: Ngek ngek ngek, take a few photos can kiss pretty girl ledi.

Fui Yee: Aiya, mm kiss also kiss edi, let’s take more pictures lar!

Raymond: @.@"  Like this aso can??!

Fui Yee: Use my hp take more!! Hehehe

Raymond: Wei, sien lor. Whole night keep taking my photos. I this big boi ledi never take so many pics before in my life wan ar…

Fui Yee: Okay lar, dowana take jor lar..

Raymond: Hehehe, finally some peace and quiet..

After 15 minutes……

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Raymond: Nobody take my pics liao, I feel very sien ar….

Me: You see, take your pics that time you complain fan. Now nobody kacau you, you complain sien. Take lar take lar..hehe

Raymond: Hehe, so happy o ^^

Kevin: Take so many pics but never eat.. Nah, feed you lar, open mouth…….

Raymond: Arrrr *Opens mouth*

***************And they lived happily ever after*****************

Sometimes right, I feel like I have so much to say, so much to write about, that I don’t even know where to begin. It’s weird though, because I hate writing essays.
I know I know, blogging and writing essays are two different things, but then, isn’t blogging something like writing an essay? I mean, you have to think of all the right words, and sometimes the words just don’t come out. Damn irritating! I remember in secondary school, we always had to write tonnes of essays for practice. Like they say, "Practice makes perfect".

Although if you write sucky essays, don’t expect it to be perfect even if you compose hundreds of entries every week. I guess I’m lucky enough to be blessed with no difficulty less-difficulty in writing.

So anyway, blogging is actually quite different from essay writing in some aspects. If you blog, you type. If you write essays, you have to manually write it (Well, most of the time in Malaysia anyway). I’m not sure about overseas though. Maybe students over there have the prerogative to type out their essays. Seriously, I think Malaysia should ban manually written essays!

Why?

Because we are living in the technological era right now. Our Prime Minister wants the citizens to embrace technology and be IT savvy. What better way to start than by abandoning the age old practise of writing by hand? Isn’t it way better to electronically type it out? If you made a typo, no big deal! Just hit ‘delete’ and retype. Who wants to apply liquid paper and wait for it to dry? Man, it saves a lot of time.

Speaking about time, I remember another old saying, "Time and tide waits for no man". So why are we wasting time by writing manually?? Grab a notebook and start firing away with your words. It’s hassle free (…in a way, providing you are wise enough to back up all your important data). Opposed to manual writing where you have to keep your papers carefully and stack it in order so you won’t have difficulty finding it, writing electronically is always better Wanna find your entry? Easy peasy, use the search feature lor.

Oh my, actually this is not what I wanted to blog about, I guess I just got carried away. The other post will just have to wait And I’m damn lucky this is not some essay writing assignment. If not, I would have to draft out all my points and make sure I have enough to write about. The teachers (again, in secondary school) always reminded us about the contents. "I will cut your marks wan ar if you don’t have enough points to write about." Very cham lor, because just by thinking of all the points, it will take up a whole lot of time already. When it comes to the actual writing part, there won’t be much time left.

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ANYWAY, my friend just told me about his idea: Making money through blogging He is going to ask a few bloggers to participate and together, we will try to make it successful I know this is not something new. Bloggers like Xiaxue and Kenny Sia are already making profits from blogging for quite some time already. But then, they are famous mar, of course can make money ge lor. And, I never thought that one day, I would be involved in something like this also. It’s not up and running yet, he is just in the planning stage of things.

But I can tell you, I have confidence it is going to be something successful. Might not be as big as Xiaxue or Kennysia, but something big in its own right. Wish us luck okay? I’m not going to talk more about it, but it will be something like Stomp , not an exact replica, but something like it, and more interesting too ;p

I seriously think I have a problem. You see hor, I am always worrying. Even when I’m out with my friends, I will still think about stuff that worries me.

When I’m enjoying myself, I worry about what happens when it ends.

When I’m feeling happy, I worry that I will never get to experience this type of feeling again.

When something good happens, I fear that it will end soon.

When I’m feeling sad, I worry that this feeling will last for a long time.

So no matter what I’m doing, I am always worrying! How lar? Is it just me? Or do others feel this way too?

HELP ME!!

***Post deleted because my friends are laughing at me for writing such a laughable thing!***

And also coz people are making assumptions about his identity.

The funniest thing is, he probably never reads my blog anyway. Boh pian, this is life. The person whom I want to read this never does, other people read and then laugh at me. Ok lor, i delete lar. Done edi, no more laughing, ….okay?

I realized I have been writing a lot of negative things lately, and to make up for it, I’m gonna blog about something happy today

I went for a steamboat buffet dinner with my friends on Thursday night. Eh, just between you n me la, it was my first time having steamboat buffet. Heck, I didn’t even know that they have buffet for steamboat -_-"

Kerryn went as well. I damn miss her lor. It’s been such a long time since we’ve met.

We sat together in secondary school for 2 years. She’s funny, witty, smart and beautiful (Don’t kembang if you read this, bangau). <Bangau is what Kerryn and I call each other> I forgot how we came up with that name, but I know I used that word a lot back in secondary school..hehe. Anyway, we won’t be meeting each other for quite sometime I think.

Since I was there, you can be sure that there was no lack of photo taking. Just that we were all too engrossed in talking that there weren’t much time to camwhore. Eh of course lar, so long didn’t meet each other..what do you expect right?

Don’t laugh. Maybe my photography skills were off the mark that day. But I think it’s because we are both too tall..hehe. Loke Lim is 180cm++ and I am ___cm. You guess yourself lor if you wanna know. I’m not too happy with my height. I wanna be taller okay??

Anyway, the food was nice. We took a lot of seafood and steamboat stuff like balls (no pun intended), mushrooms, crabsticks and jellyfish. Talking about jellyfish, anyone knows if jellyfish will melt under high temperature? Because the jellyfish always seem to disappear after we put it into the pot -_-" And Aaron said it might have melted XD

I curi curi took a picture of Hooi Hooi and Aaron, just because they look so cute together And then made them pose together as well. Cute hor?

Anyway,

GROUP PICTURE!

And the girls,

Pretty or not le? ;p

After that, we went to Spicy Kitchen to yamcha. Many people lor over there. Got lotsa lengzais too..hehe. What a feast for my eyes *sinister laugh*
But of course I didn’t take their pictures la. I don’t wanna be mistaken as a pervert >.<

We were supposed to ‘zhuang ke ai’ in this pic, but Aaron moved too fast and my hp camera was pretty lousy anyway. So I looked stupid in that pic >.<

Anyway, we took again but the picture turned up looking mysteriously dark, prompting Aaron to say that dirty things were manipulating our picture -_-"

See, zhuang ke ai pic.

Although I have to say neither of us looked ke ai XD