FASH BASH DAY 1

I LOVE MY LOOK TODAY! haha. more pictures are with yika! i took these photos from the fashbash facebook! just a pity that my ant ring isn't very focus due to the reflection of the sunlight! BOOZX!

today was kinda busy but had lotsa fun!!

p/s: TO DAEN, if you are reading this, i've found everything about you via google. that includes friendster, YOUR BLOG!, and and!!! i realised you can sing pretty well too!! HAHAHAH :D

when in doubt, GOOGLE! :P

ma lee ma lee hom!

i seriously dread having to walk a long stretch of corridor before reaching my doorsteps. it's filled with lizard(something that im not scared of, finally).

but the prob is my neighbour are all early-sleepers. everytime i reached home about 10.30, the whole corridor is filled with silence.

the lights are dim and dark. i can sense the dark forces(not lord voldemort! it's JACOB!) bah! not funny!

instead of chanting mantras like

"amitabha...amitabha....amitabha.."

or

"god bless me... god bless me..."

i'm always chanting the same old phrase....


FUCK MY LIFE FUCK MY LIFE FUCK MY LIFE!

GOODNIGHT! :P

i'm happy! :)

):
BOOHOO! i know curls are cool. it's unique and it stands out but hello, i do not have natural curls! so i cant have it forever. and even if i know it really suits me but i don't find a point in keeping it because it's making me sick of myself! i've curls since january, i want something different already! so everyone, please stop telling me i look nicer with curls and stop telling me whoever is having curls because im not happy and no interested! TYVM! :D

i'm working on saturday and sunday for the fash bash at Orchard Central! so do visit depression booth located near desigual!

VALERIE TANG! i visited you last week! if u dont turn up on saturday! you will be dead!
MUHAHHAHAHAHAH.

i'm not being himbo but i hate it when someone keeps telling me that they are very fashionable and stylish. saying something repeatedly doesn't means that it's becoming real. it just shows your lack of confident! it only shows that you are trying so hard to make someone remember your glamorous! NOT AT ALL!!! in fact, people who can dress well, they hear comments naturally, they don't go about bragging how well they can dress and who actually thinks they can dress. so please, don't bother to tell me because i don't fucking want to know!

so what if whatever designer says that u are stylish? please! even if mcqueen jumps out of the coffin and say you are SUPER FUCKING CHIO! i still don't give a shit! because beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder! sorry, i'm not the beholder, so i still don't find you pretty/stylish/fashionable. instead, such adjectives are so orbiang(outdated). you can save it for yourself.

hmm.. look, even when RIS LOW won the title of ms sg universe, people still don't find her pretty. so, don't try to HAO LIAN when you don't even have the substance and the calibre!

FUCK MY LIFE! FUCK MY ROOM!

TSK!!! why? why? why?


i don't know why insects love to look for me at night!
i heard footsteps coming from the living room. and the sound is coming nearer to my room. and i saw something jumping, i thought it was a frog/toad. after a closer look, damn it, a grasshopper!

i grab 3 books from the shelves and started throwing. and fuck! i missed all 3 shots! ):

im too mad and tired, so i decided to just stare at it! it's directly infront of the door, i cant even get my pesticide(and i totally don't remember where is it)

apparently, huishan taught me way which is totally insane.

use a containter right
throw over it
trap it inside right
cause it wont crawl onto the wall
so hor
slide a paper underneath
flip open
and throw it outside!
dont kill it hor
7thmonth

WTF??? if i dare to even approach it, i wouldn't have threw books over.

i'm working morning shift tomorrow! which means this fucking grasshopper is depriving my sleep! so out of exasperation, i grab my notebook and a random ikea mag from the desk.

well this time, i need to be more accurate! CAN YOU BELIEVE I WAS FROM THE SHOOTING CLUB?! (tho i didn't really excel in it, ohwell)

so... i'm still blogging now. do you think i manage to kill it?

HELL NO!

i'm not sleeping with a grasshopper hopping around my room! EFFT!