So two weeks ago (or somewhere there) i have been screwed by two men, maybe because i look dem fuckable. *shrug*
One who are not courageous enough to admit what he has done and chose to do more harm, and continue to make a fool out of himself (not to me la of course). The other who although apologised, doesn't realise the weight of his action and still stand on his firm ground and I'm like... bah, anything la.
can't. understand. most. of. them. full stop.
Enough stories about lelaki busuk (stinky men), more of my narcissistic pictures.
Last year i attended the Oriental Party. It was fun so I thought, heck it, I shall not miss this year's too.
Pre-clubbing shot:
Wah dem scary wei like ghost. Dawn Yang the second.
My hair is pumped up with volume at last.
Seriously, I need to change my foundation. The Dior foundation I am using is flawless but only if they could omit zinc oxide in their ingredient then it will be the most perfect foundation. The stupid zinc oxide makes my face glow like a torchlight everytime the camera flash goes off.
Ok la, not fair for me to say that Dior is the best cos i have yet to try Chanel's foundation and I am no expert in giving this kind of opinions. I heard from my sister that Chanel's make up is quite reputable but duno when will my foundation run out yet. Maybe in half a year's time? (I really don't use that thick wan la pls)
My favourite shot of the day, picture of me trying very hard.
With this picture, I don't suppose I'll ever know what it means to be a man.
How can i possibly try to understand them when i have beautiful eyes with the help of my falsies? You don't understand. Having beautiful looking lashes always give me a slight notion that nothing really matters in the world to me for I am perfect. Because I have really short lashes you see... like, 3mm long only. Sigh. Dem sad.
Showing my splendid courage in defiance of judgemental eyes by wearing these bold looking falsies.
Anyway!
I lurve it, lurveeeeee it.
And no one will judge you when you pose like that for a picture. *girl pride kow kow*
I have been blessed with two hours of beautiful hairstyle (above) before I ruin it and prance around like a cowgirl who is high on ecstacy in the club. Well, I don't exactly dance like that but to get the picture, I am not someone who stands and just like, you know, nod my head a little to the music and sway my hip.
Waiting in the shyaattt ass long queue outside the club. The bouncer is dem bad ok! I was holding Jojo's ticket and i got in before she did. It was cold so i stood like in the club for shelter before she arrived la and the stupid bouncer went "this is not the place for waiting, if you wanna wait, stay outside". Nevermind you know, he somemore put me outside the palang T_________T
Hey Leyi!! Remember this girl or not???
Yes yes, it is Sheter! I finally met up with her again.
And she looked soooooooo different compared to last time (but so do I la, and I don't wanna go back to my super single eyelid era pls).
Oh by the way, the guy with the stoned face is her bf.
l-r: Tz Wei, Markandu, Me.
I duno why but i prefer calling Praveen as Markandu. What if one day he snaps and ask me to stop doing that? *scared*
Soon Yee. Thanks for layaning me :D
I was like "Eh Soon Yee u wanna go clubbing or not?" and he went "aiya, I don't like to club wanla. But I will go there and buy u a drink then I go home k".
Like... why got ppl liddat wan...?
Already showing early signs of my hair falling flat again in this picture.
I am dem old ady I think. I know because I don't find clubbing as enjoyable as I used to. Plus, the guys who usually hit on you are those in their first years.
A random guy (ARG): Hi, where are you from?
Me: Malaysia.
ARG: Ohh, we are neighbours. I'm from Brunei. We can be friends you see.
Me: Oh ya... ha ha... *layan a bit cos he's Tz Wei's friend*
ARG: Which year are you in?
Me: Fourth...
ARG: FOURTH YEAR AH? Er... I am... *showing one finger and slowly glides away into the crowd*
wtf wtf wtf why like thisssssssssssssssssss you tell meeeeeee.
Got other weird things happened like girls coming up to me and ask for my name and photograph -_-" Is this like, the 'in' thing where girls go up to each other to do that?
r-l: Andy. Erm.... a guy. Me.
This is like, the most wtf situation of all. I met Andy (he's Taiwanese anyway, he looks like jai jai from F4 wan) during welcome programme week last year and we were friends la. Then after a few months he forgot about me ady T__________T
That day before the event I msg him on msn and he was like yaya he's going, he'll meet me there bla bla bla. I mean, it's nice to meet up with all your old friends after a long time ma, no? When we were in the club, he tried to get my number wtf and it took him a while more to realise that it was ME he was talking to wadafak!
When he found out, he was a little embarassed la but that didn't stop him from saying "you're very pleeeeety". Ehem, I remembered him saying that because of his funny English accent and not because I am overly flattered by his complimentary remark. Or maybe it was just the loud music in the club that did the trick.
On an irrelevant note... why do i look significantly different in every angle? Dem annoying la.
I went with the guys and met up with the girls in the club.
l-r: Tze Ching, Li Lynn, Song Jun (stupid Song Jun come so late), me, Jojo.
back: the girls' accessories (not mine).
Dunno why Kae Shin and Hwee Yin were not in this picture.
l-r: Khoon Meng, Evelyn, me, Soon Yee.
I tell you ah, Khoon Meng they all are like the nicest dudes in the world, the kind of dudes where you will feel totally safe and comfortable to club with even if you have no gal pals coming with you.
I mean, if u go clubbing with guys, they sure hamsap u wan rite? But these ppl are dem decent ok! Hm, or maybe they haven't showed their true colours yet wtf. Later slowly tiayp u wtf.
Soon Yee! Must bring Helen along next time k?
p/s: I hate my blog! Can anyone tell me what i can do to not hate it?
One who are not courageous enough to admit what he has done and chose to do more harm, and continue to make a fool out of himself (not to me la of course). The other who although apologised, doesn't realise the weight of his action and still stand on his firm ground and I'm like... bah, anything la.
can't. understand. most. of. them. full stop.
Enough stories about lelaki busuk (stinky men), more of my narcissistic pictures.
Last year i attended the Oriental Party. It was fun so I thought, heck it, I shall not miss this year's too.
Pre-clubbing shot:
Wah dem scary wei like ghost. Dawn Yang the second.
My hair is pumped up with volume at last.
Seriously, I need to change my foundation. The Dior foundation I am using is flawless but only if they could omit zinc oxide in their ingredient then it will be the most perfect foundation. The stupid zinc oxide makes my face glow like a torchlight everytime the camera flash goes off.
Ok la, not fair for me to say that Dior is the best cos i have yet to try Chanel's foundation and I am no expert in giving this kind of opinions. I heard from my sister that Chanel's make up is quite reputable but duno when will my foundation run out yet. Maybe in half a year's time? (I really don't use that thick wan la pls)
My favourite shot of the day, picture of me trying very hard.
With this picture, I don't suppose I'll ever know what it means to be a man.
How can i possibly try to understand them when i have beautiful eyes with the help of my falsies? You don't understand. Having beautiful looking lashes always give me a slight notion that nothing really matters in the world to me for I am perfect. Because I have really short lashes you see... like, 3mm long only. Sigh. Dem sad.
Showing my splendid courage in defiance of judgemental eyes by wearing these bold looking falsies.
Anyway!
I lurve it, lurveeeeee it.
And no one will judge you when you pose like that for a picture. *girl pride kow kow*
I have been blessed with two hours of beautiful hairstyle (above) before I ruin it and prance around like a cowgirl who is high on ecstacy in the club. Well, I don't exactly dance like that but to get the picture, I am not someone who stands and just like, you know, nod my head a little to the music and sway my hip.
Waiting in the shyaattt ass long queue outside the club. The bouncer is dem bad ok! I was holding Jojo's ticket and i got in before she did. It was cold so i stood like in the club for shelter before she arrived la and the stupid bouncer went "this is not the place for waiting, if you wanna wait, stay outside". Nevermind you know, he somemore put me outside the palang T_________T
Hey Leyi!! Remember this girl or not???
Yes yes, it is Sheter! I finally met up with her again.
And she looked soooooooo different compared to last time (but so do I la, and I don't wanna go back to my super single eyelid era pls).
Oh by the way, the guy with the stoned face is her bf.
l-r: Tz Wei, Markandu, Me.
I duno why but i prefer calling Praveen as Markandu. What if one day he snaps and ask me to stop doing that? *scared*
Soon Yee. Thanks for layaning me :D
I was like "Eh Soon Yee u wanna go clubbing or not?" and he went "aiya, I don't like to club wanla. But I will go there and buy u a drink then I go home k".
Like... why got ppl liddat wan...?
Already showing early signs of my hair falling flat again in this picture.
I am dem old ady I think. I know because I don't find clubbing as enjoyable as I used to. Plus, the guys who usually hit on you are those in their first years.
A random guy (ARG): Hi, where are you from?
Me: Malaysia.
ARG: Ohh, we are neighbours. I'm from Brunei. We can be friends you see.
Me: Oh ya... ha ha... *layan a bit cos he's Tz Wei's friend*
ARG: Which year are you in?
Me: Fourth...
ARG: FOURTH YEAR AH? Er... I am... *showing one finger and slowly glides away into the crowd*
wtf wtf wtf why like thisssssssssssssssssss you tell meeeeeee.
Got other weird things happened like girls coming up to me and ask for my name and photograph -_-" Is this like, the 'in' thing where girls go up to each other to do that?
r-l: Andy. Erm.... a guy. Me.
This is like, the most wtf situation of all. I met Andy (he's Taiwanese anyway, he looks like jai jai from F4 wan) during welcome programme week last year and we were friends la. Then after a few months he forgot about me ady T__________T
That day before the event I msg him on msn and he was like yaya he's going, he'll meet me there bla bla bla. I mean, it's nice to meet up with all your old friends after a long time ma, no? When we were in the club, he tried to get my number wtf and it took him a while more to realise that it was ME he was talking to wadafak!
When he found out, he was a little embarassed la but that didn't stop him from saying "you're very pleeeeety". Ehem, I remembered him saying that because of his funny English accent and not because I am overly flattered by his complimentary remark. Or maybe it was just the loud music in the club that did the trick.
On an irrelevant note... why do i look significantly different in every angle? Dem annoying la.
I went with the guys and met up with the girls in the club.
l-r: Tze Ching, Li Lynn, Song Jun (stupid Song Jun come so late), me, Jojo.
back: the girls' accessories (not mine).
Dunno why Kae Shin and Hwee Yin were not in this picture.
l-r: Khoon Meng, Evelyn, me, Soon Yee.
I tell you ah, Khoon Meng they all are like the nicest dudes in the world, the kind of dudes where you will feel totally safe and comfortable to club with even if you have no gal pals coming with you.
I mean, if u go clubbing with guys, they sure hamsap u wan rite? But these ppl are dem decent ok! Hm, or maybe they haven't showed their true colours yet wtf. Later slowly tiayp u wtf.
Soon Yee! Must bring Helen along next time k?
p/s: I hate my blog! Can anyone tell me what i can do to not hate it?
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