Sunday, November 23, 2008

Hello world, I just got back from a one week getaway to Singapore's neighbouring country, Malaysia. I went there to visit my awesome grandmother and to help out/attend a relative's wedding.

One thing's for sure, I've learnt a very valuable lesson. Heels and photography don't go together. If you see it, the way I saw it, you'd understand what I mean.

So, I'm still pretty bummed because my journey back to Singapore was one helluva ride. I slept like a drunkard, with hair all over my face and if someone photographed me and showed the picture to me, I bet I'd look like drunk arsehole.

Anyways, just a short post for now because I'm super busy. I've got to do things almost everday, even when I'm back in Singapore. It's weird because I finally have no school but I still have to run around like a mad dog to run errands, meet people and what not. It really drains the very life out of me but on the other hand, I think it's not too bad. At least I ain't being a lazy bum or a couch potato at home. I get my daily exercise from going out and occupying my day-to-day schedule (like I have one).

Have I mentioned that Os are officially over for me? I did? Oh well, I guess I did but it doesn't kill to have me mention it again, right? Wrong? I'm bored and tired. Pardon me.

In case you people have forgotten how I look like, here's a quick sneek peek.


World, say hello to Zakk plus an added Mr Pimple on the right cheek. Zakk just got to know Mr Pimple about a week ago and things were going fine. However, Zakk's a lesbian as some of you may have already known and lesbians like girls, not boys. Mr Pimple is obviously a HE, HIM, BOY, MALE or what have you and Zakk dislikes the opposite sex.

Right now, Zakk's on a plight to banish Mr Pimple and things have been going so far so good. Mr Pimple is a lot less clingy now however he still refuses to leave Zakk completely as he has a secret crush on her (He told me so!). Word has it that Mr Pimple was actually going to propose to her with a 24-carat diamond ring on Zakk's grad night but he changed his mind when he witnessed Zakk's "friend", Justin Timberlake, put his arms around her. Damn, Mr Pimple was so upset and depressed I tell you. But, he isn't ready to give up yet. All hope is not lost, or so he thinks.

Only time will tell.

Chao.

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Alice Cooper's School's Out is non-stop ringing in my head 24/7. For a very simple reason, school is really out. Hey people, I'm finally done with secondary school and all that's left is to get my result slip next year January but we all know that's a whole different story all together which we shall leave it to another time.

Right now, I'm still suffering from post-Grad Nite blues. It was one heck of a night with so much photo-taking, posing, pouting, smiling, eating, talking, hugs, kisses, dancing, humping and grinding and what have you. Truth be told, I think Grad Nite 2008 was the most awesome secondary school day ever.

It's possibly the ONLY time, you can be late, let your hair down, wear make-up (for some boys, haha!), wear a super short skirt, wear heels, have funky hairstyles, act all crazy on stage, danced like you've never danced before and do a lot of other out-of-this-world stuff AND NEVER GET CAUGHT BY TEACHERS OR GET DETENTION OR GO FROM CLASS TO CLASS TO THROW THE LITTER OR SWEEP THE FLOOR OR STAND OUTSIDE THE GENERAL OFFICE.

So to future prom-goers, please go all out and dress like you've never dressed before, strut your stuff even if it means catwalking in front of your form teacher and really enjoy yourselves because that will be the night that you'll probably not forget (unless you're seriously that ignorant) and you're sure to have a jolly good time with your graduating mates. It'd be an unforgettable night fo sho.

Without further ado, this is my graduation night 2008.

Okay, before I begin, just want to tell you all that the following pictures taken are with my brother's camera phone with is like a bloody Samsung Omnia with a 5 megapixel camera which I personally think is bloody awesome since it's a camera phone. I don't have a digital camera so I had to improvise.

On the way to Grand Copthorne Hotel. Judd, Ratio, Curry, Jin and I took a maxi cab there. It was a 6 seater and it was quite spacious and pretty comfortable.







We were picked by the boys at the lobby and proceeded to take more pictures until we got chased away by one of the hotel peopl because it was getting too crowded.



Then, we headed to the fourth floor where the ballroom was and were greeted by so many of our other school mates. It was already quite packed when we were there and we walked around to take pictures and what not. Everyone was looking so fine, I tell you. Well, except for a handful who ... er nevermind.







We got into the ballroom and our table was right in front of the stage. Well not directly but we had the full view of the stage so it was all good. My table number was 26. Awesome. Mr Lee the principal gave a speech and everyone's face was like this -_-" The emcee introduced himself then there were games and stuff. Judd and Amir won highlighters. HAHA! Adri and Alisha the smoking hot became team captains or something like that. Azri, Bra and Timmy volunteered themselves and got themselves blindfolded. Funny shit. The nominees for Mr And Miss Sophistique were also announced.

And I was picked to go up on stage and one point of time to lip-sync along with Meera, Jana and Ratio. Embarrassing shit but it was fun cause I couldn't see the crowd so I just did whatever and made a fool out of myself. So now, practically the whole sec4 students and the teachers saw me bump and grind Ratio and Meera. Nice.














A couple of us got bored and some of us had bladder-relieving urges so we left the ballroom for the toilet. There were quite a number of people outside busy taking pictures and talking and what not. So, I'm a girl, it's SOP (standard operating procedure) when you're in a toilet with mirrors, you take out your camera and take pictures. Haha, I know, what a bimbo right? Oh well.



Oh oh check it out! I took a picture with Mr Sophistique, Justin KWL (I ain't spelling out his full name for fear he'll sue me for invasion of privacy, but I know he wouldn't cause he loves me too much to do so. Hah!). Swoon everyone, swoon. Are you jealous now? Don't ya just wish you were in my shoes (or heels?) and Mr Sophistisque had his arm around you and touching you? I know you want to slap me right now, don't ya? Oh Zakk, stop it. Someone's going to start hating you for life and you don't want that now, do you? Hahaha. Screw it.

And then everything ended so fast. After all the eating and laughing, it was time to hit the dancefloor! Only the hot people headed for the dancefloor to dance, other hot people went around to take pictures and the rest who are very uncool ... well, I can't be bothered with what they did.

Fiany, Ratio, Judd, Ashes and I bumped, humped and grinded so bad. I think if/when the teachers saw us, they'd be shocked and they probably wished we weren't being taught in their classrooms. We went all out and danced so much, we were loco I tell you.

Kamarul then started a line and one after another joined the line and of course I did, and we all went around the ballroom in one line, went passed almost everyone including the teachers and shook our asses. It was one heck of a time man. Almost of the malays joined the line and we sure did annoy some people.

Then we had to leave the ballroom. It was so sad, the teachers were actually chasing us out of the ballroom when we were having so much fun. Oh well, more picture-taking outside then!





















Alright folks, you've just seen the all the pictures that were on my brother's phone. I hope you have enjoyed yourself as much as I didn't enjoy uploading a ton of pictures which is so bloody time-consuming but because of you all, I do what I do. So you better love me, or else. Haha. So just to show you guys what I actually wore, here's a full length picture of myself.


Zakk, you're so freaking hot. *Sizzles..

All right now, that's all folks.

Until next time,

Chao.