Here's a step to step guide ,guys, how to be a rock star and make your way to New York. For real!
1. Don on your most rock star material outfit (So this season, think studs, metals, leather and black) 2. Remember the smoky eye, waterproof preferably. You don't want sweat while you're rocking out to ruin it! 3. Rock Star BIG hair! 4. Tape a video/Snap a photo of yourself with screming "Rock Me!". Not literally though. 5. Get on your PC/laptop/iPhone.
P.S.: Guitar is optional.
Owh owh owh! Don't forget to just spritz a little bit of Anna Sui's new rocking fragrance, "Rock Me". The right scent makes all the difference in attitude, ya know?
My entry. Agyness wins hands down.
It's just so simple guys. Once you've taken a video (or snapped a photo for all you lazy bunch) of yourself with that "Rock Me" attitude, make sure you upload it to any video (or photo) sharing website with the tag #rockme or rockme. Make it findable by search engines so that the Admin people can find you (they have to be able to find you to qualify). Or better yet, upload them to their facebook page here. Guaranteed entry! And you get to check out your competitors.
Did i mention Grand prize winners win a trip for two (2) to New York City to watch the Anna Sui 2010 Fashion Show! Plus shopping money!
But even if you're not the grand prize winner there will also be three (3) other prizes to be won! Or you can just murder the grand prize winner and take her prize. Teehee ;) As long as i get a share of it, since i gave the idea.
So readers, if you're from Hong Kong, South Korea, Singapore, Malaysia!!! or Taiwan, make sure you upload your video/photo before the 7th of December 2009. Other countries, too bad.
One thing though, don't copy me! Mine ain't original anyway.
But at least i got to be a Rock Star for 30 minutes while i took the picture!
So i'm being cheesy, sue me. When you're in love, that's how you are. You wanna watch every possible romance movie out there, you chase every fantasy fairytale and dream of that perfect love story complete with 3 kids and a huge white house.
Love makes you crazy, we all know that.
But knowing that has never stopped any of us from falling in love, has it? Love has made me crazier than i've ever been. Both the good sort of crazy and the bad.
I think i'm going to get people so sick from talking so much about the boyfriend.
The boy was there before Perfectionista started, before the modelling started and before the crazy partying and events started. He loved me when there was nothing much about me to love, when i was that 16 year old smart ass with dreams impossible to reach. Well, i'm still that smart ass and the dreams are now not so impossible, eh?
:)
It's funny we started out as childhood kids and then pulled together by something called faith, National Service and Form 6. He has always told me he hated National Service and Form 6, but he never regretted it. Cause without them, he wouldn't have met me. Attending National Service was one choice that changed his life. I guess life is all about the decisions we make. One decision can make your life go into a whole different direction.
Back to the topic, the past 2 years and 3 months have been a dream (the first year was more like a nightmare though).Things were and never will be smooth for us but i'm grateful for all that he has brought to my life, for all that he has taught me and for all the times he pulled through with me when he could have left. I've changed from who i was 2 years ago, just like everyone did. And i credit it partially to him. Being older, he knew just a LITTLE more (though i'm still the matured one in the relationship). Getting so comfortable with him entirely has made me more comfortable with myself and in my own skin. That meant not being afraid to show who i am, for real and getting out of my shell. He changed me in ways i've never imagined. I'm a little louder, and little crazier and so much more in love.
I've never given myself so much to a man as much as i gave to him and up till now, i've never regretted it. We've moved on from our past and living a whole new life together. Sure, we've dreamt of living together, moving in, getting married, kids and all that growing up together stuff, but right now, i'm perfectly happy just being with him.
To quote Britney Spears. I have a sudden weird addiction to Miley Cyrus's Party in the USA. ~__~ I'm not some tween fan though. It's just catchy, okay? And she has boobs now. Like my current boobs obsession, Leah Dizon.
I've been a lousy blogger, i admit, deserved to be punished. I've not updated in a week even though my finals ended last Friday. But but but, in my defence, i've been busy. After exams i headed to watch the Time Traveler's Wife with the boyf, Aurea and Lionel before heading for a post-finals drinking session with college mates.
We just find every excuse to celebrate ~__~ like our pre-halloween, pre-exams boozing.
The day after i took my time to catch up on sleep and ballet and mamak-ed with Aurea and Lionel. Crashed at the boyf's place. Sunday was very well spent, shopping at Pavilion and KLCC and finally caught Inglorious Basterds. My verdict? Definitely expect not your usual weekend movie. And hot guys always win in the end. Yay Brad Pitt! Teehee :)
I think i ran up the credit card bill again within the week my dad is in Japan. I demanded for bags from Issey Miyake, which i doubt i'm getting anyway, so i might as well spend here. It's so nice to just finally not worry of the possibility of my failing out of college and getting kicked out again for doing 'bad' in exams. Like a 'B', for example. Sigh.
I always hated being too free. I never hated being busy, but i guess now's the time to finally finish all my projects and start planning where my life is heading again. The funny thing is, as much as i don't like not knowing what's going to happen, i take risks, i enjoy the adrenaline of it.
One thing i learn in my 18 years, 2 months and 26 days is that success isn't handed to you. Unless you're born with a silver spoon in your mouth or is an heir/heiress living somewhere on the Upper East Side of Manhattan, opportunities to make it big, isn't going to either.
Don't wait for opportunities, they may never come. Create them.
No one is gonna come up to you one day while you're slacking and say "Here's your opportunity and your success, take it". And opportunity is not going to go door to door searching for the next big thing. Poor opportunity, would have to go search for 6 billion people there is on this planet.
I certainly did not reach this point in my life just slacking every day, not making a move or having a purpose in my life. Although i still don't consider myself successful in my terms, but i think that i came a long way since my days as a high school teen just rebelling and dreaming of a break. I certainly work for it. Pushing myself to the limit in every single way, taking in new experiences and trying just about everything in the field. It definitely was tiring, but it paid off. My life isn't going to go anywhere if i just go about my mundane routine everyday without making my ass move.
No one handed me opportunities. My family isn't even supportive of the field that i want to get into. I went out there, i carved my own path and i created my own opportunities. Even if that means i have to fork out money for cab fees.
I take full responsibility for both my failures and my success. Nowadays, opportunities are advertised so much that half of the job's already been done for you. All you have to do is just take that risk and give it the best you got. If you're not going to take risks, the chances of you being successful is nil.
I'm a believer in taking risks, those that are worth it, and living my life to the fullest.
And don't let people put you down saying that your dreams are too big, it's gonna be nearly impossible. Because i rather be a dreamer that fails occasionally than a realist who will never succeed.
And don't let anyone take credit for your own efforts.
For starters, it kills you. But it's effin fun. At least my job is. Typical photo shoots take around 2-4 hours plus minus hair and make up and touch up time. But seeing that this is for FHM, 12 hours it is. It will be my finals next week, you'd think that i'd be locked up studying at home. Lol. I'm still out, i'm a social creature, not one to stay at home all day and rot like a certain lifeless sister i know (I'll let you guess). ;)
To make me seem 'smarter', please know that i did substitute my event time with my notes. Which means, i skipped Recharge at Blanc Le Club( i know, right!) and All American Rejects as well as Halloween party at Zouk. Sigh, being out of the scene is no fun at all. It's so not me to skip events. Plus, i haven't been hanging out with Jason, Jeremy and all lately and i kinda miss them.
This Is It movie premiere :)
The Time Traveler's Wife is out and i remember raving about it so much to my friends how i HAVE to be at the premiere. Well, i'm stuck with exams so movies will have to wait for now. Man, i can't wait for finals to be over. Semester break will be the time of my life, catching up with friends and acting crazy and free all over again.
I was nominated for UNIQUE blog of the month and i'm not even done with my interview questions yet. ~__~
Yay! I've been trying to sit my ass down to study this week that my partying had to take a break. It's driving me nuts being at home all the time. I'm not one to stay at home all day. Being a social creature, partying is a must do every week. It's pretty confirmed that i'll be skipping Recharge at Blanc Le Club this week and probably the All American Rejects concert too. But no way in hell i'm going to miss a good dress up party.
Originally my friends and i wanted to host a drinking and dress up party. But even till now, we can't find a venue. My house is out of the question with my parents coming to a point of kicking me out of the house.
Sigh.
Every club in town is having a Halloween themed party, Euphoria, Mist Club, every where. But with Zouk around town, you can pretty much be sure that this is the club to be at for Halloween. No one does it better than Zouk. I've partied at various clubs over the years and trust me, Zouk, never fails to impress.
This year, Zouk's party for Halloween is themed V.A.M.P. (Vampires and Monsters Party) Just for that night, 5 rooms would be transformed into spooky places to party beyond your imagination!
Zouk - The Spooktacular Special Gorgeous ghouls and fabulous freaks take centre stage here to party to the lastest electro, house and prog courtesy of DJ Leonard “Drac” T and Terence “The Wolf” C.
Phuture - Dungeon Saints & Sinners Are you naughty or nice? The battle of good vs evil never looked so sexy as they party to the R&B and hip hop sounds of the mighty DJ “Dr Jekyl” Luqe and his evil twin DJ Ray “Mr. Hyde” Rox.
Velvet – The Zombies Disco It’s a disco full of Zombies. Its like the Addams Family on a sugar high! How much more fun is that? Get down to the 90’s and pop sounds of DJ Alex aka Uncle Fester and the truly dastardly DJ Pietro aka Lurch.
Barsonic - Toontown Horrors Carton characters on an evil trip. Has Superman gone evil? A ghouled up Tom vs a zombied Jerry? Has Cartman turned to the dark side. Could the Simpson’s kids possibly be spooky? We’re going the whole hog here so we want to see you dressed like like your favourite cartoon character with a twist. For extra TNT we’ve assembled a 3 way DJ gang bang feat Lapsap with special guest DJ Goldfish. Kaboom! Featuring Goldfish vs Blink vs Xu
Aristo – The Freaks Boutique The fashion conscious VAMP in all of us needs to party too. Get down in the latest Gothic chic or the finest sartorial Dracula fashion for a night on the tiles featuring guest DJs DJ D and DJ C along with resident DJ Shazz “The Count” M.
LOL how am i gonna be able to handle partying in 5 rooms? With free admission to those who dress up (who wouldn't?) and free booze, this is a party not to be missed. Catch the cream of the partying crop here, dressed up in their scariest or sexiest.
*sexy voice* Guess what i'll be dressing up as for the night. LOL.
Come on girls, Halloween is a night where you can dress oh-so-sexy and no one can say anything about it ;) I know i plan to.
Also cash prizes to be won at the party for the best dressed. Again guys, free admission! Click, you know you want to.
What will you be dressing up as for the party? Comments please.
Going to see Paul Van Dyke in action definitely wasn't my plan for the night. When Josh called and DM-ed me a few weeks back bout reserving the tickets for me, i unfortunately had to decline the invitation. I had plans with my college mates of a drinking night from the leftover booze from the last party.
I wouldn't cancel on my friends for an event.
Myself. Josh. MichS.
But that day when i spent more than 12 hours in Midvalley with the other bloggers, while waiting for the boyf to finish work, a girl by the name of Suzuki called and informed me that we're rescheduling the drinking sesh. Coincidentally, we were meeting up with Josh later for lunch/tea/dinner at McD for a little Cheese session.
FYI, cheese at McD is good. About 7 of us shared 2 slices of cheese ~__~
Paul Van Dyke!
Since i was free for the night, Josh brought me along to witness PVD for myself. And boy, he was good. Zouk was good. And that night was chaotically awesome.
As usual, we met people and we drank. Free bottles and Josh even ordered an extra jug of Long Island. We partied, we danced, we kissed ;)
Our 4th attempt at taking this shot.
Most left early, the crowd was packed. We were like sardines, but Josh and I took the chance to roam the other rooms at Zouk; Barsonic, Velvet, Mainroom, Phuture, everywhere! It was ridiculous cause we danced in each room for 5 minutes before walking out and moving to the next. We definitely looked like retards cause we're both fucking sober.
And apparently, according to Josh, i met Tim that night. The man in FHM that's managing us girls now.
Hitched a ride with Josh. Came home at 4a.m. smelling like booze, smoke and weed.
Definitely a night to remember. Who knew chaos could be so fucking awesome?
Morning guys! Truthfully, i haven't been able to have the luxury of sleeping in and waking up late in weeks, so today was total bliss. Even if i did have to skip college. Well, not like my parents were happy about me going anyway. Since it was study break, whenever i excuse myself to head to college for drama practice, they think i'm actually lying and going shopping. So there was an argument going on bout that last night, which explains my reluctance to get up and be bubbly this morning.
I actually do have drama practice. Some parents i have. Imagine, the closest we've come to talking is via text.
The day at Midvalley. I was searching for more gummy bears.
Anyway, enough of that. My weekend was super busy, packed with hair and make up, lots of waiting and photoshoots. I was gonna work on a video project for FHM GND 2010 Behind-the-scenes when Tim told me that it wouldn't be nice to pre-amp the Magazine. So no pictures or sneak peeks of hot girls, guys!
Did i mention that I'm a finalist in the FHM Girl Next Door Search 2010? Supposedly (according to Tim) the youngest girl to appear in the Magazine. Age is just a number to me, but i do get intimidated by the older (hotter) girls. Yes, even i get intimidated.
So make sure you get a copy of FHM December issue! (Pssstttt, there's an invite to the finale party in every December issue) ;) Owh, and i have to mention that Azhar talked me into it.
My weekend had me waking up at 5 something in order to make it to the studio all the way in Damansara by 7 a.m. Crazy nuts, right? Thank gawd, day 2 was only at Midvalley. As usual, the hair and make up with lots of waiting. And the irony at the sight of models (including myself) whining for food and lunch time to be brought forward every 15 minutes. I ate a whole roll of garlic bread and slices of pizza ~__~
It was a tiring 12 hours a day work, but i love it.
We played pool before lunching at McD with Josh Lim.
Broadwalk Modeling contest just ended and the finale will be on the November 11th at Mist Club, Bangsar. Though i have doubts i'll win, with me being MIA on the net, i didn't have time to go around and telling everyone to 'vote for me'. But anyway, i'll be there to celebrate the end of it and witness the prize giving as a finalist. Entry is free with free booze. Please come to support (that means you Jeremy). Remember, it's November 11 at Mist Club Bangsar. Ladies, it's free but for guys, leave me a message and i'll arrange to get you in FOC aite?
I owe you guys so much, form Paul Van Dyke to all the random things i wanted to blog about. But for now, i need your support. For life has been so busy i barely have time to even see my friends. I'm missing out badly.
Support me at the Broadwalk Modeling finale on 11th of November at Mist Club, Bangsar. And more importantly, the FHM Girl Next Door Search 2010! It's Michelle Lee by the way, since many only know me as perfectionista. ~__~ I'll keep you guys updated. In the meantime, drop some comments below and i'll see what i can do. (Pictures by Bryan)
It's funny how my best girls and i don't meet that often, but they still know me so well, it's scary. One is now working full time (somewhat) and the other just is way too busy with her college schedule clashing with mine.
I hate it that we don't have our time together anymore, like we used to before we went on to different directions with our lives. Hey, we all gotta do something, right? But i smile at the thought of how they can just read my mind and predict what i'm about to do.
I met up with Nicole on Monday just to catch for like half an hour between her exams. With her break up and mine, we needed to fill each other in. And no msn talks, it's just not personal. With myself never being online most times, she went to Eshia for a pre-fill in and this was how she told me their conversation went:
Nicole:What happened to Ling? Eshia:Long story short. He mad. She mad. They faught. They broke up. Nicole:~__~ Eshia:Aiyah, they surely get back together wan la. Nicole:Obviously.
I hate to admit it but they're right. When it comes to boy problems especially.
Maybe i'm too weak to leave (Nicole), or that we're meant to be (Eshia), i can never leave this boy. He's gotten me hooked, in every damn way.
I wrote about this man a couple months back, when his passing was first announced all over the world. The loss of a great man. Despite allegations of molestation and such, he's one man millions still look up to still, including myself. That has got to symbolize something right?
Besides, what does all these allegations got to do with his breath taking talent? So what if these allegations were true (which they are not!), what has it got to do with his career as a talented singer? He still entertains well, so what's the big deal?
That's the thing, people tend to leech of the success of others when they have worked so hard to be at the position that they are. People naturally are never genuinely happy for the success of others. I mean, my boyf admits to getting a teeny bit jealous whenever i score just a little bit better. It's only natural to be competitive when you're challenged. But here's the thing, some people can be so pathetically jealous that they feed on the unhappiness and destruction of others. They put you down to feel better about themselves because there are no qualities about themselves that are worth being proud of. In the meantime, they try to leech off your fame/success/money etc etc too.
And i think that's what happened with MJ.
Get a life or a shrink, will ya?
It's only sad when we read about the bad publicity about MJ. It's sad because that's what sells, that's what readers feed on. And of course, including myself sometimes. But i try to refrain from that.
But think about it, this man, made a mark, made his life when he was 5. When i was 5, i was learning ABC's and probably still drinking from my bottle.
Coming October 29th. This movie, the making of a King. Whether you're a huge fan or not, you have to watch it. It's MJ, i don't think you need any more reason than that. How many people you've heard of who's been in the industry for nearly 50 years and still labeled the King? I mean, tickets are already running out 2 weeks before the premiere.
Need more convincing? I'll be there with fellow Advertlets TITAN bloggers ;) (Which i just found out i'm a TITAN, blur right?) Complete with a Flashmob Thriller Dance, at Cineleisure Damansara.
Just when i wanted to blog about the (ex) bf, his and our status changed. There's no point in it now, is there?
It was my choice to part and since he made no effort whatsoever to show he wanted me in his life, i'll just take his lack of participation as agreement to part ways. It's not easy, then again what is?
I promised myself a couple of cries (i'm not that cold hearted), then i'm moving on. Nothing in life has ever stopped me from chasing my dreams, and this isn't going to either. I'm not one to stick around and mope about what could have been, or in hopes that things would turn around. Life doesn't wait for me, i know that well enough.
I'm a do-er.
I'm heading off to visit Caprice's set, then off to my audition after that. Life goes on despite heartbreaks, and i'm gonna be one to prove it. The next post: 1. Hennessy Artistry at Quattro 2. Paul Van Dyke at Zouk KL. I miss her the most. 5 months couldn't feel any longer.
Right now, i'm at Starbucks at Midvalley. I've been here since 8 something and i'll be here till night time. No thanks to the boyfriend's stupid inconpetant lady boss. I knew i was gonna be here long, but i didn't expect till 10p.m., which is the time the boyfriend will end work.
I planned out what i was going to do, from my hair to meeting Jeremy for lunch. I planned to blog and learn photoshop (which i just downloaded).
Joey G. TV.
In order to make up for the previous post for indirectly bashing the boyfriend, even though it's supposed to be funny, unfortunately some people do not have a sense of humour. ~__~ sigh. I wanted to post about the great parts of the boyfriend (which i might add, quite a lot).
But when i sat down and ordered my Tazo Tea Zen(hot, tall), i realize i couldn't. I couldn't REALLY blog.
Blogging is personal to me. Some blog for the purpose of getting famous, just for that. Some do it for the desperation of attention (emo suicidal style). While some find it a good strategy to market their talents.
Well, i don't think i can market my talents here, since i can't take pictures for shit.
I started blogging when i was about 14 i think. I can't really recall. But i remember it was during my lower secondary years. Back then, the hype of blogging just started and as an indecisive teenager, i changed my blog ALOT. The layouts and URL never remained constant for more than 3 months. Back then, blogging was my way of saying things on my mind, about my life, about my thoughts.
It still is. Of course, now, blogging comes with all the perks $$.
Eleena. Nicole. Joey G. Myself.
I mean, irregardless of traffic, blogging is still something really personal to me, i realize. I don't mean the posts about the events. They're just pictures anyway. But about how i feel and the thoughts in my head when i think too much. Those posts are really personal to me. So blogging about it from Starbucks with dozens of strangers around just doesn't feel right.
Feels odd.
I admit, as a blogger, traffic is crucial at some point, i won't lie. I do try to up the traffic (like BU). But never to the extent where i'm desperate. But whether i have 1 reader a day, or 100, it's just nice knowing that my thoughts are heard. In some ways it's a form of care when at least a person wants to know how my life is going.
Because, face it, it's not nice talking to a wall.
Try doing that in real life, it looks AND feels retarded.
To quote Josh Lim: "Boyfriends are only good for 3 things; money, transport, and sex"
I laughed hysterically at what he said. My boyfriend got 1 out of 3 things covered alright. I'll let you guess which. ;)
I went home that night and told the boyfriend, of course. Just to prove a point that he should never grumble at the thought of being my chaffeur and sometimes even letting me take a cab home from town or college, just because he's lazy to drive the car up to pick me. RISKING ME being raped or kidnapped or at least scammed by those mother fucker taxi drivers who never seems to follow the metre, but always never fails to stare at my legs omgwtfbbq.
Now, that's a clue there already.
As a defence, he told me girlfriends have no use (then why date me then, stupid). But stubborn half feminist me, refused to be labeled as useless. So here's a list+commentaries by the boyfriend of what good comes to having a girlfriend we made that night.
Me. boyfriend.
1. A boost to a man's ego, when girlfriend praises the small ridiculous things men are so pathetically proud of. -No, you destroy mine. Ego kena bash kau kau.
2. Put up with all of the cock and bull talk boyfriends do. - You tell me to shut up after a while. (In my defence, it's not a while, it's ALOT of bull talk i have to put up with before i get irritated)
3. Be your shoulder to cry on and for emotional pillow talks. -That's more for you than for me.
4. Your support for difficult and lonely times. - True. But DoTA does that too.
5. Sex - No comment.
That's it, i'm officially declaring myself to be the worst possible girlfriend a guy can ever get. To my boyfriend, i'm supposedly the best. The again, love is known to play tricks on the mind.
Perfectionista declares this the event of the week, even better than XPax/Blackberry. Blogger Ellie Chee's 21st was made possible by the tai ko and the God (lol) , Josh Lim of Advertlets. Personal friends and friends in the blogosphere was more than welcomed to join.
Everyone's there to celebrate this little ball of cheer's big TWO-ONE. Uber lucky i tell you.
Wine at Wine Shop and dinner at BlueGrass, courtesy of Josh Lim and of course, Jayme of BlueGrass.
Jason deemed us 'the next generation'.
The 2 VIPs.
Josh Lim booked the entire master lounge for everyone, with too many bottles to go around, to everyone's delight but mine.
Couldn't drink cause i had catwalk and photoshoot the next day. boohoo
We heart the toilet :D The walls= mirror= camwhore moments galore.
Leonard Chua; who suprisingly actually remembered me.
Cake time!
No shots of the flaming lambo to be found though. Ellie was so funny, trying to avoid being forced to drink it by herself!
And of course, the highlight of the night (after the birthday girl of course). Was me, getting Jeremy Choy the mighty puke wasted. Sorry Ellie! (It was his and 10,0000000 more people's wish anyway, so feel free to kill/thank me)
There's like a number of shots of us but i only managed to steal this from facebook.
Happy Birthday Ellie a.k.a. Missy Cheerio! Sweet on her blog, even sweeter in person. Thanks for having me, and it was so nice to finally really talk after a couple of hi's and bye's and nice to meet you's One hell of a legendary party i must say ;)
Pictures are credited to the birthday girl, Jason and Howard. Find them on my/her facebook, whichever you have. 100++ you have to see it!
The past two weeks have been the busiest in a while. Well, it has it good points, my mind's been kept busy, i can hardly think (or finish my assignment for that matter). Today's break felt good. Last night was the Blackberry Launching at The Republic and the night before is Ellie's Cheerio Day.
I was woken up today to a very pleasant suprise.
Mah Man DJ Monkey on the decks at Vibration Launch.
He followed me to my photoshoot before we headed to The Gardens with Lionel and Aurea for a little retail therapy before dinner courtesy of my friend, The Platinum. Dad's not gonna be happy when the bill arrives. Then again, not like he's ever happy of what i do.
World Ranking 9th: Shawn Lee.
At the mall, i admit, my mind was still in a rush, like how my life is going right now. But it wasn't until everyone left, and it's just us, on my bed, talking the night away, that my heart suddenly sank.
I felt like breaking down.
All these nights i go home at the wee hours in the morning, partially intoxicated (not really), something felt amiss. Things felt empty as i went to bed alone. My mind, usually filled with my overworked imagination, suddenly was an empty black space. There was nothing.
Not in my head, not in my heart.
Change of outfit.
Funny thing was, it was not about the boyfriend. It was not about some guy, or some college issue or anything like that. For once, my life was falling into place, i have my friends and my loved ones, things were close to perfect as it has ever been. But there was a missing link.
I felt it.
One of the best events: DUBBDiGi
Tonight, it's been 5 months. How different things could have been within that short span of time. But within that 5 months, my life went in a whole different direction. 5 months ago, it was the hardest choice i have ever had to make. In the end, that choice was made for me.
The crazy thing is, thinking how different my life would have been. Truth is, as happy as i am right now, either direction my life goes, i wouldn't regret it.
Hennessy Artistry post will not be up yet. This comes first because: 1. It's about mua best friend. 2. Dila and the rest have not uploaded all the pictures of HA just yet.
So that Saturday after 'ballet' was the D'Ultimate Birthday Bash held by Digi and MyPartners, the one i won for Nicole of course. It was one hell of a night where we were VIPs, got free bottles, won tons of stuff and had one of the greatest nights from 8p.m. till 3a.m..
7 hours of partying.
As winner(s), Nicole got the free clothes and makeover, cake for the early birthday, chaffeur service, red carpet treatment, free bottles of whiskey and vodka and of course cash ;)
We split the prizes, so we're both happy.
We were picked up in some huge ass Alphard Romeo, with auto doors and cameras in/out the car. We giggled like a bunch of kampung kids who've never been in fancy cars ~_~
Jeswena. Please tell her that her arms are not fat, she keeps complaining but it's not!
Red carpet moment.
Jeswena. TV. Nicole. Que. Myself.
Jason Ong and the rest were there, which includes Jeremy, Sam and KentZai. Still waiting for their pictures :)
Short story: Azhar won the effin' Grand Prize! Congrats bitch! Make sure you take me ;)
Check out his blog to see what he won. Whole load of shit that totaled up nearly RM5k. The complimentary birthday cake.
And of course, what's a party without us.
We danced on a fire bar top as well, waiting for our pictures to surface, there were so many photogs!
Suzuki was fucking high! Not that i'm gonna tell anyone what you did Suki ;)
I heart my readers. <3
Didn't find yourself here? I have 158 pictures from that night so i'll upload them to Facebook soon, don't worry!
This was definitely a party where everyone knew everyone. We danced, we drank, and we partied hard. Partying 3 nights in a row non stop didn't go so well with my body, am down with fever and sore throat :( Cheer me up please!
On the other hand, DUBB DiGi 's official pictures are up so make sure you follow them on Twitter to get the updates.
Feel free to grab (ie. Nicole, Jeswena, Suzuki, Azhar), just don't remove the watermark aite?
Sausage Fest tomorrow night! (not what you think) See you at the next party! Missing Jeremy, Jason and the gang already :( See you guys at Cheerio's Day?
You know that warm feeling you have when suddenly the things that you miss so much in your past is suddenly happening all over again. I wouldn't call it the greatest night, but it was one hell of it. Still, nothing beats that night at Helo Bali and of course Bamboo9.
The 3 of us have not partied together in ages. It's always just two cause eventually one of us would be busy and can't make it, or that we'd be fighting at the moment that we piss each other off. I miss those times back when, none of us have started working or studying yet, we'd be out everyday roaming aimlessly in KL and partying in the night at least once a week. We partied in style of course. I like my lifestyle then, my life was all about partying, events, shopping, friends, modeling and of course my boyfriend. Now it's just assignments all the time. Yupp, i turned boring. But i guess we have to do something with our lives eventually.
So that night, after my Hennessy Artistry press conference, i rushed home, changed, with Eshia there and left to Maison to meet up with Nicole, TV and my college mates. We were early but suprisingly people were already in. ~_~
World Ranking No. 9 beatboxer, Shawn Lee (who i found out was from my high school) was there to perform so i guess that's the reason why there was crowd. Usually it'd be pretty empty until 12a.m..
The night was hella fun, but with a whole load of mishap:
1. The stupid bouncer took my camera away and told me i can't bring camera in. Stupidmotherfuckercibaipukimakfuckfacewtf right? There were like at least 10 cameras around. I always bring the party to Maison kay so shut the fuck up. I yelled at him.
2. Wardrobe malfunction. Needs no elaboration.
3. Eshia was so fucking drunk that she forgot she ditched us, she even forgot i scolded her right in the club.
It was definitely a night with a whole load of drama, but it was a blast none the less. I'm glad to have them both with me. I bumped into someone i'd never expect to see, and let's just say i was definitely more than happy.
After our whole time dancing on stage and on the balcony, stealing the spotlight, and dancing with our friends, we ended the night drinking with DJ Monkey, DJ Brandon, DJ Biggie, MC Syze and the rest. Just like old times.
And with them around, i can guarantee you hardcore boozing.
Note the lack of pictures. Yupp, the stupidmotherfucker bouncer had me delete them.
The much awaited Hennessy Artistry: The Global Art of Mixing is back once again! With line ups that left me drooling, wanting to touch them so badly (the guys i mean).
Yesterday was the press conference for Hennessy Artistry and yours truly was there to report all the quirky things the artistes said, ogle at them and drool.
We were served with of course, Hennessy, free flow and canapes to snack on, where the waiters would round the whole room, in the pretence of offering free food. Who would say no to all things free?
Me apparently. But i still got my fix of 3 glasses of liquor. Mmmmm, Hennessy Apple Juice.
Another significant part of the event is meeting the bloggers i've been talking to online but never in person. LOL, i was grinning :)
myself + Dila.
Mojosh.
Kim.
Mojosh in action!
The emcees.
The line up for this installment includes:
Hsiao Hung Jen
Paul Freeman
Lenka
And of course:
Boys Like Girls *screams*
"If you're not 21, sneak in anyway"
"I haven't had the time to propose to my boyfriend"
Group shot!
That's Paul Freeman behind him. ;)
Josh Lim +myself
Picture of the day! Even though i look fugly! :)
We were given a press kit and a goodie bag, which includes passes to Hennessy Artistry the next day! Owh, and free CD's and such.
With the mid semester exams gone, with a huge sigh of relief, i'd expect a peaceful week ahead with time to revamp my blog. And maybe to also blog more often :( . But the week, and month, i have would be busiest for me in a while. With assignments, events, and everything else piling up. I could skip a few events if i want to, but i've told myself that i'll live my life now, push myself, before i regret it 10 years from now.
myself & Nicole
Eventhough being out there tires me and drains me out, i will never stop getting excited over the next few events that will penned on my Yahoo! widget calendar. Something we learned in Economics (see, i learn!), is opportunity cost, giving up one alternative for another. So maybe it may not be accurately describing this situation, but i give up my 'me' time sometimes to chase my dreams and everything that it takes. The opportunity cost of being out there and chasing my dreams, is my alone time. And to me, for now, it's worth it.
Her photoshoot spot.
October is one busy month, with tomorrow being the first. After college, which ends at 6p.m., i'll most likely be heading to Quattro for the Hennessy Press Conference, which later i will have to drag my ass to Maison just to party the night away with my woman(s) and college mates. And i think for the first time, in a long long loooooonnnnnggggggggg time, i'll be taking a cab. I hope i remember how to.
:(
My uber muscular legs. Eww.
With the ability to drive now, and the existence of the very helpful boyfriend (he wishes he wasn't that nice), cabs have been a thing in the past for ages. So unless i'm able to convince him to chaffuer me all over, from one event to the next, i'll have to take a cab or rely on Suzuki to drive me around. The traffic in KL is horrid, especially peak hours, so i doubt they'll drive me.
So what happened the past few days i've been gone (blogging mojo died)? Spent some time with everyone. Followed Nicole to her first photoshoot with Aurea, in which i was the director and the make up and flower girl ~_~ Spent my hours in KL shopping with the boyfriend and lunch-ing with Eshia. Procrastinating on my assignments, including the 2000 words essay i'm doing on Sub Prime. Meeting bloggers i never knew were so near me, Bryan LYT and Jeremy Bboyrice. Teehee, it was almost embarrasing not knowing they were actually in my college and know a good friend of mine (respectively).
The photographer: Aurea Chan Wei Jing.
I vow to blog more often. Some pictures are not up due to my personal reason ;)
See you guys tomorrow if you'll be at the Press Conference! See you guys Friday if you'll be at Hennessy Artistry! And lastly Saturday, Bday Bash people!
At first i thought, "Okay, i guess i'm just gonna blog about how boring my cousin's pre-wedding gathering is", till i got a call around 4 in the afternoon while i was grocery shopping with the boy and Nicole was probably already at Cyberjaya, i was quite sure. That call, had me yelling OMG OMG OMG!
Guess Nicole's gonna celebrate her birthday a little differently this year, although she insists she's gonna make MOS 'kiss her ass' on her birthday.
Early last year, with Shakira. I actually dug up the old albums. All hail facebook.
The day after SPM, the day my hair got coloured.
Her 17th brithday, dancing on bar tops at Bamboo9.
Our New Year's spent with the boyfriends and her nephew.
So here's what's going on. You guys heard about the D'Ultimate Birthday Bash by Digi and Mypartners? Well, my college mates and I actually already bought the tickets cause we were in a partying mood. I stumbled upon a contest for the event for October to December babies and well, let's just say i submitted more than once. I submitted Nicole of all people, she just sorta came to my mind.
So that call, was to tell me i won the Grand Prize!
Teehee.
I have no idea what did i write as my birthday wish to her, there were like so many. But i know one was to have her boyfriend, half naked, jumping out of her birthday cake. Hopefully, that wasn't the winning entry.
So since it was suppose to be sorta a gift to her from me, we're gonna share the prize. But definitely the whole party is gonna be about her (and another guy that won). So for once, it's not about me, or Eshia, or her boyfriend, it's about her. D'Ultimate Birthday Bash by DiGi feat Joey G, Hunny Madu and lots more!
Date: 3rd October Place: Barcelona, Sunway Pyramid. Who will be there? Me :) Happy Birthday 2 months in advancemy one and only Nicole Aldeth Main! We have to take more pictures, bitch.
I don't know how to start this. I miss him wtf? At first i thought i miss his old Nokia N-Gage phone, which he used while we were dating. But when i told him that, he replied me with "You can hug me instead". I don't know, the idea of it sounds nice, and comfortable. Don't get me wrong, i'm completely loyal and happily in love with my current, but sometimes i can't help but miss the guy that pulled through with me through my hard times.
I mean, even till now, i've never dated a guy who's so into me (in a good way). Yes, i believe my current one is hell perfect, but my ex, was the sorta guy that would do anything for me, and he shows it. Well, my current one, is sorta, less expressive and egoistic when it comes to that. Not that there's anything wrong with being less expressive and egoistic.
He was the one that dragged through, dealing with all my growing ups. I was 14 then, he was 17. 3 years apart, as much as we loved each other, our way of thought was different. But our background, history, and family was pretty much the same. I guess we bonded over that.
My anorexic days were my worst. My depression took a toll on him. Visits to the psychiatrist became my only weekend plans. I was not allowed out, until i ate. So i never went out. I ate so little till i survived on 2 tablespoons of rice a day and one bite of meat or egg, with the occasional purging and fasting more days. My clothes slipped off, but he stayed on. He pushed through when my parents took away my phone upon knowing we were dating ( I wasn't allowed to date at 14). We talked for minutes, a few days a week.
I hated it, but it just have to do.
One day i woke up, and i left him. Trust me, it wasn't a at the moment decision. Whatever energy i had left, i question everyday if i still love him. I realize i didn't. Maybe because i'm the sorta person where i need to see my boyfriend in order to remind myself that i love him Or that i just needed to love myself more, before i can love him. Either ways, i left.
He wasn't happy. He still stayed on. I acted like a bitch so he'd leave me alone. It was a mean thing to do, but i guess i knew i needed to do it.
What i miss was having him around. He was my boyfriend once, so obviously we could talk. These days, when we do, it just feels like before. As funny and as entertaining. Only this time we talk about our respective partners.I can tell my story of my disease to the whole world and no one will understand it as well as he did. He dealt with me, first hand. That meant something. I guess i just miss having someone that has been through that past with me so closely, that really knows me at my worst.
I believe that passion and drive can take you places. That sometimes maybe hope is the only thing we all need to live by. I have been through parts of life, been called a bitch, a skank, a slut. I am of many things. I live a life one can only imagine.
My entry. Agyness wins hands down.
More details here at their facebook page!
My entry. Agyness wins hands down.
More details here at their facebook page!
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