seether - careless whisper

what the fuck is a situation analysis?

analyze the situation.

is it suppose to be my own opinion or what?

why the hell would anyone do mass com?

and which idiot says it's easy?

♥ candy canes

gavin degraw - chariot










boredom does wonders
the above picture would be the result of my boredom
the colours remind me of candy canes

i itchy backside

wanted to test power my recently purchased OPI nail polish



on a random note
i have no idea when my parcel from Aussie will arrive
purchased clothes from this blogshop called Nunfish
the owner's hot wei



on another random note
i'm loving loving my blue lens from Geo
isn't as inyourface as the Freshkon ones
freaking cheap too
RM 22 for pre-orders or RM 30 for ready stocks
lasts for about a year
and super comfortable some more
value gila babi right?









uhhhh
work tomorrow
at Maison for Kent
uhhhh
need my salt baked chicken fix

♥ fruit mask

plies ft akon - hypnotized

So last Sunday I was working again for Sense & Style's graduation show at the Beauty Expo at PWTC. Yes this is the second beauty fair, held at the same place, this year. Girls (and vain guys) should seriously go. Everything from health and beauty displayed there are SO CHEAP. Seriously...straighteners, hair dyes, nail polishes, fat removing courses...you name it, it's there at the Beauty Expo. So last round (also so Sense & Style's graduation show) I was a Caribbean Flamingo. Their theme apparently was some Myth of the Forest thingymajigs.












Now if you're wondering why the hell is the makeup so gila, it HAS to be that way. Think of it as avant-garde of the makeup world. Like avant-garde/art-to-wear fashion, makeup artists paint faces within a certain topic that inspires them. This is to show their creativity...PURELY for show purposes ONLY. So don't you go out and start bersolek like that unless you want someone to think you're a loon.





This crazy shows showcases the works of students of Profession Makeup course from Sense & Style's respective branches (Sunway, Kepong, Times Square & Klang). So after everything they've learned, they have to showcase their kengness during their graduation show, in which the top 15 student will be picked. On top of that, there will also be the top 3, where students win stuff (i.e. trolley makeup bag....handy). Models also get a chance to win stuff home. They would pick the top 5 best models (in terms of walk and how you get into character with your costume) and they'd be able to walk away with makeup stuff (I was one of them...last round and this round...chehhh bangga nak mampus). So last round, I got quite a lot of usefull stuff. A lipstick, nail colour in silver, 2 makeup palettes (super useful), MAC powder, matte foundation, bling bling thingy, kiap kiap thingy...etc. etc. This time they kiamsiap. Give MORE bling bling thingy and another kiap kiap thingy...which I gave to beloved baobei to share the joy.




Unlike my previous flamingo one, rehearsals for my makeup artist this time around was chilling. Ten days before the actual show, my barang got robbed off me. When I finally got my phone (which brings it to a week till the actual show), my makeup artist finally texted me regarding the show. She chillax man. I was panicky for her asking if she needed to practice or not. She say anything anytime. Whoa. I guess just like other students, she has the right to be malas too.

that's the BOTTOM lash
yes...bottom damn kao long
which she completed 3 days before the show

i love the palettes they use
apparently less than RM 90
so pretty~! but useless ler for me

But I guess everything went well. Depends on how you define well. My costume was a bit plain. So what do you do when it's plain? Go to Pyramid, buy Christmas lights and throw them on the dress.




This round, the topic was Metamorphosis. So everything was so pretty. Usually flowers...but I see a few snakes and birds. The stage this time around was HUGE and that's a good thing. You have no idea how hard it is to squeeze on stage the last time. Everyone's kepala was so pimped out you hardly had any space man. Kesian me cuz I was all made out of bulu and I had to stand next to porcupines and other things.

if you're wondering
I'm a coral
with....grapes hanging from the side of my head









creative mess















my MUA Chloe

Now my previous makeup artist came like she prepared for war. She had a suitcase filled with all her baju and stuff. Not forgetting a HUGE mirror with 2 huge bottles semi-filled with water to stabilize her mirror. She tied my hair super fast in this Thai looking bun (super high bun placed on top of your head...hurts like a babi) in the fastest time ever. This time around...I had to do it myself because my makeup artist tak tau ikat -.-

Makeup duration was one hour. So whatever fancy shit you wanna paint, have to complete within one hour. Trust me, sitting there for one hour, when it's freaking cold and your head weighs a tonne, falling asleep is something that is basically hard to do. I was fighting my own war trying to stay awake. Even harder to do so when the lashes was fixed on. I practically have to give this expression everytime I want to open my eyes....

And yes with the bottom lashes on, I could only see straight. Up, down, left, right...tak payah la. I felt like a freaking race horse. You know they have the blocker shit by the side of their eyes so they can only see straight. Niama that one at least the can see straight, up and down. I cannot okay~!



But despite the difficulty in terms of vision (and by that time my head was hurting like babi also because my head gear was heavy), I managed to spot a few that caught my eyes.

reminds me of berries

i think this is a parrot
i love how the tail falls

the lotus flower
now she might look shapeless here
but this one canggih man
with a tug at the string by the side
that green taffeta turns into a long skirt
and reveals lotus flower pettals in bright pink

something bersayap
there was a lot of bersayap costumes that day
this one, all she has to do was pull

my rival
because this was also a coral
but her costume looks more like a coral compared to mine
also canggih
tarik tali then the whole dress transforms
from ugly goldish to pure while
the white thingy you see?
that thing reminds me of shield during war

I absolutely adore this one in particular
pretty obvious what it is right?

some sort of bird

While the stage was huge enough to accomodate everyone, the problem I faced this time was that everyone's baju was HUGE and fragile. My skirt was made out of wires and crepe papers. I has to stand with long dragging dresses with wires underneath~! While we were all on stage, I felt like I was in a drag queen show. Seriously, it kinda looks like it too what with the makeup and OTT costumes. But again, it's avant-garde so whatever. But it was all good. When it was all over, I was THE FASTEST to get changed to look like a normal human being. It was already 6 p.m. and I couldn't wait to buy some stuff and makan. I always had a thingy for OPI nail polishes. They have tonnes of colours, last long and dry super fast. Usually it goes for about RM 60 at places like Shins, but at the Beauty Expo, I got my bottle of OPI in a pinkish coral hue (haha) at RM 20~! I would have bought other things as well but was rushing off (starving to death...and in need to ciggy break). I'd definitely bring a stack of cash for the next Beauty Expo (usually around July and another in October). Entry fee only at RM 10.

I could give Erykah Badu a run for her money

♥ detached

papa roach - scars

I remember being told that, in terms of relationships, I should be a lot more considerate to myself. So basically, in simpler terms, I was told to be with someone who would pamper me and in a manner of speaking, worship me, to make love worthy of my time. So it's okay to be with someone without investing love/affection while the other one slaves away for you?


First and foremost...
1 . How do you be with someone without prior attraction?

2. With attraction, comes affection. How can you be with someone when you can't stand looking at him/her?

3. How is it ever possible to cosy up to someone you don't love?




You see, I don't get these things because I was brought up naive in terms of love. Ya ya ya this isn't a fairy tale bla bla bla. I get that part. But forcing myself to do what I don't have heart in is almost IMPOSSIBLE. State of mind? Yes, I know that too. But I thought being together meant sharing. Working things out as a team (although it would make quite a pathetic team because only 2 people are involved...usually). I didn't know that these days, you can have shit like "private time", "alone time", "personal time", etc.



Whoa really?


In guys terms, it means iwannahavebuddytimedrinkingtillmybellybursts and vroomvroomvroom and pekyau, while we girls usually

sit at home in the corner and scratch floor
why?

They say shit like "I want a good girl who stays home, pretty, down to earth, bla bla bla". Niama you wanna go bergoyang-goyang while we sit home and wait? What are we toys?
Nah keep in the kotak first...boring then ambik main.
Why not just wish for an angel la. They're always up there and never go anywhere wut. Don't have to buy them expensive bags also. Zero maintenance fees man. Go for it, it's a better plan. We human females just don't cut it these days it seems.

And please, not all girls use their frail and gentle nature to their advantage. Quite honestly, I don't have the time to plan how to derail the one I love.
Waaaah....


Step1. Stay calm while talking...apparently it pisses people off
Step 2. While he/she loses it and calls you "Bitch", "Fucker", etc., stay calm still
Step 3. Yaaaaaaaayyyy you win~! Now he/she can look like a real fucker.

WTF

How is it do you get a kick out of doing that?

And it's funny especially during arguements, guys would say it like they know you through and through. If that is the case, then why is there an arguement in the first place? Macam tin kosong man. You know, rattles and makes a racket...padahal kosong.

Anyways, I heard that apparently it is that time of year when everyone is in love. Dude savour your honey coated moon now, because later you'd have to work your ass off for one another in order to work. And it's not a shit thing to do actually (we weird humans LOVE working hard for freaking relationships that only make you kik sam). BE CONTENTED. That's your mantra. It's amazing how it sounds so easy but none of us are every contented with anything. Fine go all out with your ambitions la until you melayang-layang, but with people around you who cares and loves you....BE CONTENTED with who they are and what they can give. If you cannot, then wash your face with vajayjay soap if that would make you a more sensitive person.

With recent activities (namely events, launches, rehearsals and dramas) I have learned that I am now incapable of feeling absolutely nothing. I'm indifferent about everything (but to someone, indifferent meant DIFFERENT wow) Burnt out maybe. But I'm loosing steam to feel passionate about anything. And it saddens and scares me a little, this new found ability. But it has also enabled me to let go of certain things and made made me see things clearly. Like an upgrade from 3.2 megapixels to 8 megapixels (maybe there's more but I'm not very tech savvy so spare me).



make up rehearsals tomorrow...yes this time around, I'm a coral (I was a caribbean flamingo)
How the hell do you pose like a coral?

they just don't friggin' move~!

♥ festivities

new found glory - all downhill from here

Hari Raya (much like Christmas) is a time of giving, sharing and forgiving. A time for house raiding, green packet collecting, ketupat, rendang etc. Last year's Raya was spent doing absolutely nothing. No surprise as it's not something I'd mark on my calendar (except when I was in school...cuz it means holiday). I remember walking in to KLCC though and it was LITTERED by Indons who stand oogling at objects on display windows of Gucci, Chanel, Escada, Tods...(though I doubt they could pronounce the brands). Like if I were blind, I'd know it's littered with Indons because of the distinct b.o.'s that linger the expensive iwouldhavetoeatsandifiboughtanything mall.


This year however, is a lot more interesting. Me and the bf set out 11 something in the morning to do a noble act of helping to membersih rumah somewhere near Gasing hills. So after I dropped BlackMos© at Glenmarie (yes, it now has a bass-ey vroom vroom sound), we headed to the house near Gasing Hills. The place was damn quiet, facing an all girls' school (that is obviously empty and reminds me of some haunted school). So just as we were finished with our ciggy...the following happened:


1. 2 kelings on a kapchai stopped

2. the skinny keling got down and pulled his happy parang (no, not happy dagger)

3. fat keling remained on the bike for speedy escape and better stability on a 2 wheeled doorless+roofless vehiecle (that infests our streets daily)

4. skinny keling pointed his parang at me demanding my phone...the bf offers his but skinny keling loves pointing his parang at me

5. skinny keling isn't satisfied. Skinny keling also wants the bag

6. I agreed but asked if I could have my i.c., license and MAC powder back

7. Keling replied, "Kasi beg kasi beg kasi beg..." So, I kasi beg.

8. My phone's pouch fell on the grass. Skinny keling insists to know the origins of the black object (that is just a bloody phone pouch) but then takes it anyway...his happy parang still pointed at me.

9. Skinny keling asked if we had anything else (the car evidently next to us) and we said no. Then he said, " Okeh ar *does the keling head movement thing I SHIT YOU NOT* okeh ar..." (how the fuck are we suppose to be okay again?)

10. skinny and fat keling rode off in their trusty kap to celebrate Raya and early Deepavali (happy keling day cibais) .



Yes...10 easy steps to a joyful Raya. So as I mentioned above, I definitely fulfilled my Raya thingymajigs with the whole giving, sharing thingy. You see, I was definitely :

1. giving ... he gave me a freaky smile and his parang's blade was placed in front of my face. I was then FORCED to GIVE my things.

2. sharing ... the fear me and the bf experienced at that bloody second

3. forgiving ... is something I can never do at this point This shall be the second mishap for me this year.





To some of you who might know, I got robbed earlier this year by a Malay cab driver (he definitely got his early duit raya). And now, the kelings came to claim their duit raya Deepavali. So as of now, I am phoneless, simcardless, atm-less, MAC powder-less, Evita Peroni shark-less, business card-less and one perfume less. And I realize how fucking important it is to have a phone and how dependant I have grown towards technology (although I'm not really tech savvy). Do you know it's fucking emofying when I can't call my baobei and my friends to yumcha? Do you know it's fucking emofying thinking of the amount of jobs that slipped just cuz I don't have a phone? Do you know it's fucking emofying handing the phone that I beli sendiri over to a chocolate brother? Niakai ar.


Obviously headed to the police station after. Actually no, headed to Meguiars (pro car detailing centre) to pinjam their phone THEN the police station. The yenghai inspector (serious, he damn yenghai with the huge safe box that seem to hold carbines and shit) asked me to describe the kelings. They all look the same to me.

"Dia orang India...satu gemuk sikit, satu kurus dengan parang. Gemuk duduk di atas motosikal"

Yenghai inspector then asked, "Motor jenis apa?"

"Motor biasa la. Saya punya handphone boleh beli dia punya motosikal punya."

Yenghai inspector then stated, "Oh, kap la~!"

"Kap? Apa kap?"

Yenghai inspector stared at me like I was not from this planet, "Kapchai la, adik. Motosikal murah panggil kapchai."


Sorry la I'm not a fan of RM 2k bikes. And good luck with finding the dude la. Based on my description (one fat, one skinny, all black) con-lan 7 -firm can find wan -.-

why the ketupat pic?
because ketupat would be just about the only Malay food I like

p.s./ no offense to anyone. If I have offended, super sorry la I'm a bit racist now considering the fact that I almost got chopped. You would too.

p.p.s./ to all whom I know and love, shit doesn't just happen anymore. It's raining from the sky so please be alert at all times.

p.p.p.s./ bloody hell have to get another phone cibai ar

♥ bond girls

paloalto - breathe in

work's been a real big pepethai
but that has to be better than no work I guess




the bf is going mad too
you know those toy Ferrari cars you get from pumping V-Power?
yea he thinks the one he has at home come with Yokohama tyres -.-
cannot 'buang' it seems

had a shoot at Naza Italia today
for a calendar shoot featuring Ferraris of all sorts
mine came in misty grey
what model? I don't know la
clothes were sponsored by Bebe, Marciano and Eclipse
so when it was my turn

the photographer's assistant/coordinator/pose-suggestor

said that the idea is to pose as though it's my car O.O
pose like it's my car?

like this???

aiseh dude
if any one of those Ferraris belong to me
I won't be standing there posing la haiyoo

swizz beatz - she ain't got no money






my take for Kaitlin & Summers by YS

So last week Marx was back for a while
to celebrate his birthday

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARX~!

and this time it was held at Helo Bali
had an okay time
a lot of unexpected people present
but whatever I know how to adapt =P

shaker kena 'kiap'

Baobei ku

Xinny darling

this is sooo xoxo gossip club people haha

L-R: shaker, junmin, kun, xinxin & britboiwhomissedhisship

and on Sunday
baobei and I headed to Kuantan at 10 a.m.
it was for a Raya fashion show at Kuantan Parade
baju kurungs...baju kebaya...the whole Beb do
we had like 8 sets of clothes (horrible horrible clothes)
had to do our hair and make-up in about 15 minutes
and walk like we love the clothes in front of...well...almost NO ONE
so...basically syiok sendiri la
they had fake LV bags & watches by Mingnu (huh??) as accessories
I think it was suppose to be Mango but somehow somewhere
some shit really messed it up


none the less
it was a rather funny experience for me & baobei
and it was baobei's first runway show haha
came back on the same day


I'm officially addicted to Old Town Kopitiam's fried chicken
i suspect they goreng with poppy seed
or some shit that acts like catnip to me -.-