Part II of me and me and me!

ok!thats the rest of the loving-me action!


dig this hairstyle, should try this tmr.

massive overflow of me.

I think I look picture perfect today, was it the makeup or my slimmer face?hahaha...
so I cant help but do some loving-me by capturing it down.

heart my baby.

hair abit messy cause just rch home frm meeting with bf.

was home early cause bf had to sleep early to prepare for his IPPT test tmr morning.

no bf keep me occupied, so haf to lug in Pasta.

I look so sweet here hor?heh heh...bleah..

wah lao look at those fats.

there is too much of photos, in order not to bore you guys to death and make ur eyes blur, I decided to split into 2 albums.

stay tune~

exploring the nokia phone.

this current nokia navigator phone Im using nw has this function which can edit your photos til chio chio.I had to gif it a try.I think thats the only function I love about this phone.

see how that chor lor za bor slp.think my sis's leg is bolster ah?

play with the plastic cup mum gave her.til whole hands inside sum more.

pinned dw by pooh.1~2~3!pooh won!

pooh refuse to let her go.horny pooh!

all the above photos taken by this nokia navigator phone.I dun like this phone la...hate the camera..sian...

I want I want...

I want:

- transfer my long luscious neither straight nor wavy black hair to luscious sexy curls. I so wanna perm my hair, any recommendations?

- addidas running sports shoes. for gym and training sessions with bf. have been training with him for weeks for his IPPT.sweet huh this gf?haha...

- nokia mobile phone. I NEED NEW PHONE!!!ROAR!!!


Bf's IPPT test this sat.Lets all pray and wish him luck alright people?

jia you jia you jia you!!!

the reality.

this pressure is piling up on me, till I find it nauseating.

sch is coming to an end in Sep, if I pass I will graduate officially and say gd bye to my student role. every1 in the family is telling me the same tink, "go and get a full time job quickly, your brother is losing his job, its ur turn nw to support the family."

this was nt wat I picture my life to be, slogging and working like madness, ending up like my bro.I don't want to end up like him.losing his gf, sacrificing his chance to get married, because he chose to finance me in my education his gf couldn't wait and left him, his entire life, slogging for the family, and I just learnt that there is no "hao ren you hao bao", good man does not get wat he deserve.he is still single nw at 30 yers old, his life is fucked up, and he always say "nothing you all do can compensate what I have lost" to my parents.everytime I see him, my heart bled.

alas, now its my turn.

every1 tinks Im a spoilt brat with tons of suitors or men showering me with gifts and cash, that I have nothing to ask for, that Im some princess who shop til no $ then find modelling jobs to earn some income to continue my shopping spree.

fact of a matter, I admit Im in my comfort zone and find it hard to get out of that vicious cycle. I have an advantage to get better paid jobs than others (modelling jobs/dance shows). sex sells, if you got the looks and all, you get better paid jobs.that is the ugliness of reality. but I choose my jobs wisely, for that, my family and bf is proud of me.

while all the other gals scribble on their wishlist filled with Chanel,Gucci, LV bags, the latest mobile and laptops. All I wish, is that I can get a well paid job in my area of interest which is events management,advertising,Public Relations,sales and marketing.

because I now my life is fucked up enough, the least I wish, is to have a job that I enjoy, that I can still smile knowing that I slog so hard for a job that I enjoy, instead of slogging hard and doing sometink I dreaded.

I cant imagine how life would be in days to come.

major downsize.

I lost 2.5kg, in 2 weeks.no, not slimming pills or dieting.but overdose of tequila.

I had too much tequila during my job at Alley bar on one thursday, thanks to this group of nice hot caucasians who bought me trays after trays of Tequila, I went home carried by my super nice agent, Elise, in her fren's car. Thanks Elise, and to your frens for sending me home.omg..thinking about it makes me feel like slapping myself.

the best part is, there was no quota and commission.I just had enuff of the fucking boss there who keeps teaching me what to do, complaining that Im not talking to people and selling the drinks, and when this group of cash cows came by and bought me as much tequila as I wanted, I just drank n drank.reason?to show that idiot that I can sell, and STOP ORDERING ME AROUND AND TEACH ME HOW TO SELL DRINKS BECAUSE I CAN SELL AND I SELL BETTER THAN ANYONE!

for the record, im one of the top sellers wherever I work, and I don't hard sell.

stupid ah neh...yea he's a stupid indian.

anyway back to the topic, I had serious hangover for more than 2 days, appetite was fucked up I couldnt eat anytink, I had to rush to the toilet and puke once I eat.this continued for a WEEK!

this is coming close to the 2nd week, and Im still feeling nauseous whenever I eat.

before I know it, my bra became loose and attempts to slip very often at every opportunity it gets, my boobs shrunk, downsize faster than I can imagine, gd thing is I lost abit of those flabs here and there.I miss those cleavages.damn...

while waiting for bf.

I had to.poor pasta...haha...

come on..it isnt that bad baby love....

muacks for u.

my hair spoilt the picture.

ok Pasta attempts to struggle out from my arms, I had to let her go.

orh your pee sai.hee hee hee...I never really did la!action nia.

stupid phone stupid flash stupid camera.I WANT A NEW PHONE with at least 3.2 mega pixel!!!

so fast fall asleep ald ah pastaomg..I really lost quite abit of weight man..