My room is cluttered, my bag is cluttered, my car is cluttered and now my blog. I feel like my life is just one huge pile of clutter; I don't like it but I have no time to do anything about it. (I do but most of that is spent on idle nonsense.)
New Anna Sui foundation! I love how it smells like flowers.
I have hoarding tendencies, I don't like throwing things out, especially memories. I document everything I do, receipts, tickets, cards, letters, photos. I like things a little messy, I call it organized clutter. I can't think straight when things are too neat, makes everything feel foreign and detached somehow.
One thing for sure: I'm messy but I'm not dirty. There's a difference between the two and my inate fear of cockroaches keep me from being dirty. ;)
Streets of Singapore: I like this photo because the emotions are genuine. One of the happiest days of my life.
"Being a writer at heart means no matter how many terrible, unbelievable things happen to you, it's okay because they will always make for good stories. i seek out experience, and things just happen around me." -Nirrimi
PS: That said I just scaled my garden wall in heels because there was a cockroach on the garden gate. You have NO IDEA how bad my fear of cockroaches is. I'm bordering on paranoia.
I love this photo, it looks so America's Next Top Model. Haha. I spent the last few weekends with these awesome girls, going for styling consultations, photoshoots, bellydance classes. Very fun experience overall but now its time to vote and see who should get into the Top Ten.
My outfit from OWL! Honestly not a fan of the hairdo =/ But owell.
How to vote? Its very easy, just go to THIS LINK. Search for my photo, I'm number 14 (Liam YS) Give me five stars and you're done!
I've been losing my passion for writing here lately.
Sometimes I feel like I can't honestly spill what my mind thinks without consequence, then whats the point of writing if not as a facade? Because practicing self-censorship, talking about surface deep things are wearing me out, I want to talk about how I feel, but I can't.
Think of me as Malaysian press, my blog as the promise of freedom of speech, my parents as the government and their power or influence over me as the acts or rules keeping the media in line. I have to constantly review what I say, I'm always on the edge thinking of whether I should say what I want to say.
Where writing used to be therapeutic, its now getting frustrating. People think I'm superficial, superficial is all I'm allowed to potray.
Blogging from my mom's new Dell Inspiron Netbook
It matches my blanket and Freddie Mercury. I love frogs, but I must beg you guys to stop giving me frog related stuff. I don't keep soft toys, I have Freddie Mercury and he's all I need.
"When I am king, you will be first against the wall, with your opinion which is of no consequence at all." -Radiohead
PS: Forgive my lapse in superficialities. I'll be back blogging nonsensical-nonsense in no time. I go down but I get up fast.
In the library trying to work. I say trying because there's this bunch of indian workers cleaning the 2nd and 3rd floor windows without any safety precautions and its turning me into a nervous wreck. Like everytime they stand too close the the edge I get all jittery and sort of want to reach out and pull them back. Currently mentally tying them to the staircase railings.
My life is so sad, I spend more time in the library than I do at home, I haven't seen my mom in ages. I just came from this catwalk competition from main campus, I won 1st Runner Up again and practically walked off the runway and back to the library.
Life is hectic, but hectic is good.
With Wei Wen in the library. My hair gets blonder by the day.
"Everyone thinks that girls a lady - but I don't. I think that girl's shady." - Kate Nash
PS: Bailey is starting to chew, poop and pee all over the place. I really don't know how to train dogs anymore because Angel never gave me problems as a puppy. =/
I know thats all I seem to say nowadays... But I love it you know?
I stay in the library till night most weekdays and I'm never home till after eleven because I've got to get all my assignment stuff done before the weekend where I have to go cari makan.
My Saturdays are all for Mirrors Ambassador stuff; its fun, we get all these challenges like being sent to different boutiques in Bangsar (I got OWL) to pick out a full outfit for our photoshoot and going for styling consultations at Treats. We still have activities lined up till December too, that is... IF I get into the Top Ten, so won't you be a dear and vote for me?
Breakfast with the girls. Too many to name lol.
From our styling session at Treats: Us and our vouchers.
Eva, Me and Marilyn: I was styled into baring my midriff by the STYLISTS. Don't know how the mom will feel about this so I'm breaking the news on the blog. Hi mom X) *waves*
On other happenings this week, Jasmine pulled me into this VOIR roadshow thingie that came to our college in search of the Catwalk Queen. Winner gets RM300 vouchers for Voir shoes and accesories, so I just joined to try my luck.
Joan, Latifah, Coey, Me, Sien and Amber
Meet my twin, Zen! People always say we lookalike, I imagine her to be what I'd look like if I was fairer. Haha.
Heh. You know where I'm looking? Magicman just walked by. =X
"You'd be so perfect with me but you just can't see, You turn every head but you don't see me." - Aqualung, Strange and Beautiful Haunting song =/
PS: Everyone scoffed when I spent four hundred dollars on the Magic Shoes but they've won me RM500 vouchers for shoes on top of the money I earn from all the Runway shows I've done in them. SO THERE! X)