I’ve been invited to be regular blogger for R.age’s blog! There are a few students who will be blogging there, one post from each blogger per week. And my first and second one is up already! Go see go see! I came across a few other familiar bloggers there too. Namely Kyels and Chloe from Purpleism.
Tuesday night was supposed to be the long awaited girls night out for a good ol 50% Swensens Earthquake special. But one by one bailed out on us, leaving three heart broken girls to wallow in ice cream.To depict my sadness, I’m gonna recite a little poem to all the fong fei ker-ers in the world.
Putting on my makeup,
Charging my camera battery,
Blowing my hair dry,
I retrieved my smses happily.
My smile turned into a frown,
As I read the words on the screen,
Disappointment bubbles inside,
As I threw my false eyelashes in the bin.
“Tired from work, babes,”
came the first message,
“Need to drink with colleagues,”
came the second message,
“Tired laaa. Wanna sleep.”
This sms was the third.
“I’ll see if I can join you ya,”
Came the forth as I buttoned my shirt.
Driving to the hot remaining single’s place,
I ranted to her how we were alone,
After fetching the soon-to-have-a-trimmer-waist,
We agreed that three will still be a company.
Spooning ice creams into our mouth,
We silently ate together,
Since the ice creams outnumbered the humans,
We had little chance for chatter.
We long for the day when all 10 girls,
Will be able to share a few bowls of Swensen’s Earthquake,
So come home come home whereever you are,
And don’t fong fei kei alreadyi lah for goodness sake.
Before going to Swensens, Mel and I bought Rm30 worth of 4 for RM10 earrings. The love for earrings will never waver.
Mel and Mun Teng
And this is my imaginary friend since most of my real life friends couldn’t make it. Her name is Aihameen Wee Si Bel. She’s chinese mixed with malay. Her favourite ice-cream flavour is butter scotch.
Aihameen Wee Si Bel cheers me up when my friends ffk me. She keeps me company. She doesn’t hold ice creams too well though. She always causes the ice cream to stain the seats at Swensens. I keep telling Aihameen that the toilet is that way, yet she won’t listen. She’ll still stain the seats whenever I try to put ice cream into her mouth. Silly stubborn girl, that Aihameen. *shakes head*
Bodohness aside.. or rather, intensified bodohness, we met up with Kay Hong when we went to McDonalds’ Drive Thru for some french fries. Somehow, ice cream must go hand in hand with fries only syok. And that’s Kay Hong layaning his ulcer. Poor thing talks like a retard now because of the many many ulcers in his mouth.
l-r: Mun Teng, Kay Hong, Mel and I
Kay Hong is still the same ol lovable joker despite spending 8 months in Aussie.
And the next night was a yamcha session with Wen Bin et. all.
Okay, I might as well name all:
Clockwise from bottom left:
Mel, Huini, Chung Lern, Esther, Me, Mun teng, Marilyn, Tze Leet, Jason/Pi Hsen, Khek Tjian, David, Wen Bin, Jia Jun, Guan Siang, Kim Zen.
It was great fun catching up with the rest of them!
Thurdsay was spent shopping with Mel and Abby at Midvalley. Rather productive.
Here are some weird tidbits that happened during our shopping trip:
We were looking at Scarlett bras(RM10 only!!) and I was kneeling down on the floor flipping through the A cup bras. I stood up and said really loudly, in a damn kau whiny voice, “WHY DON’T HAVE C CUP FOR ME ONE!!?”(on fat days I’m C. Otherwise I’m back to a B)…and there was a man who was standing right behind me, even slightly bending over a squatting me. He looked rather taken aback and scurried away.
I went laughing to the two girls and told them what happened.
Abby said, “It’s okay Jo, at least you won’t see him again right?”
“But what if he wants to see me again?” I think my reply made more sense. 😛
Mun Teng brought me to meet up with Edwin, Ben and Kuan at Pan Bakery. Apparently Edwin wanted to show me his ‘magic tricks’. Wahahahaha.. he did a disappearing act with my 50 cents coin and I found the coin sitting on the back of his neck. LOL LOL.
Then there was a trick he did which required him to scratch the coin vigorously on the table causing the one of the teh tariks to spill all over the table. Poor Ben had to clean it up. Ben is super funny too! Now I know why Amanda and She Dee love him so much. Mel also told me that he is quite the character as she met him when they were working together at Coffee Bean Subang Parade.
THEN… we played this game called Bluff. The loser had to go and camwhore with a random stranger. See, the person Edwin chose is so damn layan.
Now check mine out.;(
On Friday, I was supposed to meet up with Timothy(after these few days .. it’s not second nature for me to call him Boss Stewie anymore) and his business partner, Ming at Sungai Wang. David Lai was so kind as to fetch Mel and I down to Sungai Wang. The five of us had a good time making friends out of each other and watching David do some really crazy magic tricks…or rather, mentalist tricks.
This is an example. He managed to bend a spoon and break a fork as well.
Timothy was so impressed that he took a video of David’s performance.
Boss Stewie(uhh, it’s coming back to me now) and Ming(who came all the way from Singapore!) were rather amused at David’s tricks. Hehe, we had a tough time figuring out what David was actually doing. But the guy puts on shows for big ass companies like Digi and FOS and even appeared on NTV7… so we might as well just forget about figuring it out and enjoy the mind screwing.
l-r: Ming, Boss Stewie, David, Mel and I
I bought this top! It’s another boob enhancer or you can also call it a slutty top. I like slutty tops. I use to do alot of spaghetti tops and halter necks and maybe some togas. But after form5, I have more tubes. Maybe coz them boobs grew bigger(last spurt of puberty) and could hold up the tube tops better. But yeah, I really love different looking tops. Rather than generic ones in the obvious malls.
And I was in Sungai Wang goddamnit! Sure lah must shop abit despite the very little time we had. It’s always the case. Whenever you have no time to allocate for some good ol’ cash splashing, everything looks extremely beautiful. And then when you carefully plan out a shopping trip, you end up with almost nothing worthy to bring home. Always.the.case. Amanda can attest to this as she was running around like a deprived shopaholic
I didn’t buy this top as the cutting wasn’t that nice. I like the gold specks on the purple material though.
Despite what everybody(reactions I got from other bloggers/humans about the location of the blog meet…which was deemed at the Mother Of All Lalas- Sungai Wang.) say, I still think that if you have abit of time to spare, do pop over to Sungai Wang if you want to get some really different looking clothes. There’s a thin line between really different looking clothes and lala clothes. The line becomes even more blur when the girls who come back from Melbourne(who were as Banana as you can get hence the occasional hatred for all things super chinese and jeng) started squealing at how nice the fashion was amidst the Sungai Wang crowd.
Even I had to stick my finger into my ear to unclog it and make sure that I was not hearing things. What? Girls who wear knee high socks and frilly mini skirts with crazy funky hair…was..now….cool?
I also must keep up with trends already.
I’m always the last one to be enticed by trends. Or do I ever?
This is Mel’s pretty pendant. A photo opportunity is everywhere.
Myself and Mel while waiting for my mum to come pick us up from the KTM station.
Mel’s damn proud of her leggings. There was an ongoing debate between the ones left in Malaysia and the ones who have gone off to Melbourne about this fashion. Over here, it’s only the lalas who wear it(though this is changing already because the more it gets highlighted in the media and various fashion magazines.. it’s an instant hit). But since I.. ahem.. have nice legs(despite a few mosquito bite scars), maybe I should get in on the fashion too?
Seems strange for me to be jumping on the bandwagon like that. ;\ We’ll see.
And one wonders what that young boy is doing, sitting next to the smelly drains with a book in his laps.
I’ll post about the blog meet in awhile. At 69 people, it was a ground breaking, raging success. But this of course differs from blogger to blogger.