Damn embarrassing post for today+British Museum pictures 2

I am NOT going to Czeh tomorrow (29th).....I am going, day after tomorrow (30th). How could I get my date wrong?? Gosh....being too ignorant, I guess. :-)

Something really stupid happen today.
I was shopping at Birmingham City Centre....and so, my friend, HS and I saw sales going on in La Senza. Yeah...you bet your ass on it, we rush into it, started to do some serious scrutinizing, and ended up burying our head, looking at the wonderful female boxers on sales.
5 pieces for 12pound! What a steal!
The size listed was "S", and though "S" was obviously the smallest they have in the shop, we were skeptical we could fit our butt into those boxers. Maybe they were meant for the ang mohs....bigger, fuller, more voluptuous bottoms.....so, we were debating, on whether to give it a shot.
Buy??? No buy???
And I'm sure most Malaysians, if not all, do this.....
take the pants/shorts/skirts/.....okay, in my case, female boxers, and have the top part a.k.a the waist line, round over our neck. If it fits perfectly, means, Bingo! If it doesn't, means, it is either too big or too small. Depending on whether there is excess at the end.
So, we tried that...not remembering, we were in Holly shit land.........EnglishLAND!!
Gosh....and boy, were all the customers, queuing up staring at us.
Bewildered, puzzled......and shock.
I bet they were thinking,
" What the fuck?? What are those Asians trying to do??? Boxers for the neck?? What?!! another different sex trick?"
Lolx.....embarrassment of the year, i guess....

Pictures of British Museum

This is why we are often advised to NOT buy pirated stuff.
Now, I totally get the point.
1) I am using pirated windows.
2) I am using pirated Microsoft office.
3) I am using pirated anti virus software.
And, therefore, I dare not click on any "update" button here, for I do NOT want to end up being thrown in jail, or fined. Knowingly, the Brits, are damn particular about copyrights, they could even track people downloading Hong Kong series!!
With all those mess, my poor laptop, with its very outdated software could no longer function well. And uploading pictures regardless of in facebook, or blog, is always met with the result - "upload failed, please try again".
Therefore, with wonderful friends, I am allowed to use her laptop for awhile, hence, these are the few photos, I am able to upload for now.
My trip to British Museum!

Main entrance.....

This is just the first part....I have saved the mummies pictures for my next post.
But I guess, that may need to wait till a week or so later...as day after, I'm heading to Czeh Republic and Poland for my awesome new year countdown!.
Till then...lots of love from me to all readers whom I have regarded as my friends....Happy New Year!

Can't help wondering...

I remember reading somewhere in MKL's blog that, when you're up, the next thing that can happen is, heading down.
Last time, a friend used to tell me, when you hit rock bottom, the only thing that will happen, is that you rise again.
Life is painful...it never grant you happiness, nor put you through failure for nothing.
Someone told me,
"when reality sinks in, you'll see clearly..things that you're blinded when you're in love"

When I was in my previous relationship, all I thought was, to get someone who fits my bill, criteria wise. And indeed, he was anything but everything I could ask for. Someone who speaks fluent English, who has a degree in his hand, capable of coping with just anything in life, stable career too, blends in well with my family. And therefore, I overlook the point, that I should gone for a guy who loves me instead of judging a guy based on criterias. That's when things spiral down wards.

Lesson 1 well learnt, and I progress on...in search for love, rather than what is on the outlook.
That's when I met him, and blissfully in love.
But, just like the statement above, reality seems to slowly sink in. He does his duty as a bf...caring, and good. Nothing for me to complain. And after all, I am looking for someone who loves me, no?
But, now, here I am sitting, and catching few glances at him, while he is sleeping, I can't help it, but wonder....will we make it through?
What we both believe in love, is the same. But what we both believe in life, is so different, we are just simply worlds apart. And I acknowledge the fact, that there are more to come.
The gap....is becoming more and more apparent.

I can't help it but to ask, why is life...made as such.
Two people of the same race, and religion, being together need maybe 90% effort to work things out.
Two people of different race or religion need maybe 110% effort?
Then how about two people of same race, different country?
I guess, I am confusing everyone here.
I am from a tiny little country, called Malaysia.
YP, is from this huge land, called China.
yes...we met halfway though the globe, in a place called England.
I very much believe in fate.
FATE + EFFORT = definitely work out.
FATE - EFFORT = will work out too. Cause you're fated, no?
-FATE + EFFORT = will never work out. Living example of my previous relationship.
-FATE - EFFORT = would never have been together in the first place.

The words "Cultural Differences" seem to be making its way into my head. I hope I have enough willpower to pull through it. Though very often, we human should live for the present, instead of worrying for the future. But its just human's nature to fret over every single thing.

I look at my blog, and can't help it but wonder, what will I be blogging, 10years down the road? About my fail quest for love? Or about my fail duty as a mother? Or about how I have found a wonderful husband? Or how contented I am with life, having just a successful career, and no love issues to worry about?
Life is damn unpredictable. Coping with it, is a skill on its own.

Blogging from London!

So, we departed in the cold, freezing weather of good old Birmingham, at 8.45am...to catch our much anticipated trip to London. YP, his flatmate, Christiana, and I, diligently got ourselves pack up, with food and clothes.
I wasn't very happy with him, for he literally forced me to throw out most of my clothes, cause he wanted to fit both of our stuff into just one miserable bag pack of his. Being a girl, of course I was all against it. HELLO! Holidays, mean, I wana dress up nicely for great pictures, make sure I look good enough to strike poses everywhere I go.
And being a MALE, obviously, all he wanted was convenience. No matter how I argued, he insisted in, the lesser the better. Finally I gave in, for he assured me, that if there is ever the need for more clothes, he'll buy me some. Moreover, I am supposed to find some clothes I like, so that he can get me my Christmas present!
I guess, it shouldn't be a good time for travelling, we were cold, and the rain drizzled on us. We spent hours trying to locate our hotel- Rose Court Hotel, situated in Paddington Station. We were walking in circles before we were shown our way, escorted (to be more precise) by a kind pedestrian..all the way to the doorstep. *damn embarrassing*.
First stop after checking into the hotel, was of course, lunch, which we ate Burger King. Pathetic. I am going to drag that MALE to taste some good food in London, maybe I'll force him to Bayswater.
Next stop was to British Museum. It was separated to few different categories. The China history, the Roman history, the Egyptian history...and the British history. I have always been a big fan of museums. But this really caught my attention. It didn't turn out to be the typical type of museum, with very ancient stuff on display,and after a few checkout, one, will conclude, everything looks the same. It was, however, very amusing. Old stuff, arranged in a modernised way.....*does it make sense?? No? Ah well, I don't know how to explain it. :-p*
Pictures will paint a thousand words. I'll leave it to my future post, when I get back to Birmingham, in the comfort of my room, and upload my wonderful pictures. For today, itself, I have taken nearly a hundred pictures. Hope to flood my blog with photos...*looks like a boring blog nowadays*
We were dead tired. So, now, back in Rose Court, and here I am trying to prove to YP that there IS indeed wireless connection provided, by going online on my own *I'm a computer noob, and I actually need assistance to get most of my techno stuff done*, and there he is, asleep..in slumberland....like a dead log. I feel like turning over, and slap him right into his face, drag him out from sleep, and force him to stare at me typing. But, no, I will be sent off, first train back to Birmingham tomorrow, if I dare pull such stunt on him. He ain't being very generous with patience these days. *argh*

My first snow experience!

And I thought i'll never see snow till the day I die...
Was so damn excited when my friend called to witness snow just right outside my house, I hurriedly stumble my way out.
YP was amazed.....not by the snow....but by how fascinated I was watching, and exclaiming non stop, on how pretty the snow looks.
I couldn't stop smiling.....I know, I look retarded then.
I didn't even think of changing to any more approporiate clothes. Was wearing YP's jacket, and was not bothered that I'll look like a farm lady (he said I do) in those pictures.

What I have been up to lately.

Lately, beside my very hectic schedule (I have another bloody 4000words to go before I can wrap up my very unimpressive proposal).....
I have been hook onto the internet. Not because of facebook, and not because of blogging too.
Guess what is it???
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EBAY!!!!
Ebay is freaking addictive. I hate it. I have been building on my "watching" list...and gone psycho bidding for God-knows-whether-I'll-be-using-those-stuff.
From Coach bags....to wallets.....to DKNY bags....Burberry.....make up tools....MAC.....Bobbi Brown. Awesome range of goods...that will have your eyes glued to the screen. (provided you are a female lah)....
250pound spent in less than week. My parents had better not stumbled upon this blog. Or else, my dad will take a plane here to have my head permanently detached from my body.
Maybe that will be good for me too, as I don't have to start worrying about what's my future going to be like, or having my eyes popped out from over excessive reading of articles, journals and sample of dissertations through the net. (30journals to read up, before I can start writing a 3000words literature review) Why do I sound like I have so much grudge against pursuing this program? And heck, my parents didn't force me to take it. I only have myself to blame.
Nevermind..whatever....I will graduate. I know...I will.

Few pictures here, taken by YP (the boyfriend,sick of referring to him as "The Boyfriend"), when we were out watching 2010. The movie sucks, except for the visual effect. I think the storyline....=.=''''''''' Well, I'll spend the money on other movies, if given the choice to choose all over again.

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Human Rights?

Answer this before you view....
WHAT ARE HUMAN RIGHTS??



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ACCA mental torture has temporarily been lifted. I know the burden will be here to stay again, once I receive my result with the word "F-A-I-L-E-D" on it.
But for now, I would like to bury myself in this peace....
I never thought blogging is THAT important up until now, that I realise neglecting it for even a day, makes me feel disturbed.
However, I am still very busy...with a 5000 words proposal to be handed in this 16th. May God bless me.

Msn, or Skype?

Whenever one says, "I'm going to be in a long distance relationship", people always go about recommending the use of Skype.
I, personally just got a Skype account created, but it was never put into fruitful use.
Therefore, I don't think I am in any position to comment on which one of these providers are the more efficient one.
I am very much happy and satisfy with MSN voice and video calls, and thus pledge to stick with it by hook or by crook.
Could spend hours speaking to my mum over MSN, sometimes to complain about life to my bestfriend.
It is a wonder how technology could advance to the extend, enabling us, to speak from everywhere around the world. UK to Malaysia, to Singapore...and even..... *silly silly* from upstair to downstair..... *omg*
And that was what I always do with The Boyfriend, when we are both busy with our assignments.
But....no....I don't usually allow him to see me. I'll place the webcam overlooking either the keyboard, or better still, just shove it to the back of my laptop. THIS, is the advantages of having an old laptop, because the webcam is not built in. Therefore, my detached webcam can simply be shoved anywhere I like. And too bad for Him, who uses all the latest gadgets. *boo*, he has to have his face focus by the webcam 24hours throughout the entire time.
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I have forgotten about my game!...hope it is ok for a late entry on this:
I like: that after 11th Dec I'll be rid off my ACCA burden

I don't like: That I will need to start on my dissertation soon. STRESS!

I've planned: Oh gosh...I have tonnes of plans...to shop from retail stores, online, and wherever possible places that I can lay my eyes on wonderful stuff. To travel....To finish my dissertation in a month.....To spend my dad's hard earn money....all for MYSELF. :-p

I want to say to someone special: Ning...enjoy your trip to Australia!!! And don't forget...pressie!!!!

Emo

Love is a curse.

Life is a bitch.

The best quote from my bestfriend, Ning:

NO ONE DIES A VIRGIN, BECAUSE LIFE FUCKS YOU UP.

My dearest sister, who self taught herself.

My emo sister displaying her guitar skill. Self taught, so I would say she's doing pretty well with it. :-)


I am hoping for more videos from her:-)




Great music? No?

I need to go on a shopping therapy!

I just ended my conversation with The boyfriend.
His hours of effort trying to cheer me up with his horrible singing seems to lead no where.
I am depressed.
So, I negotiated for a whole day of shopping trip after my exam.
Though I got what I wanted, I have to wait for a bloody many days before that fateful day reaches...which is after 16th Dec. God, I'll be a walking zombie by then.
Brain damaged + pathetic bloated body = I can NOT fit into any clothes.
I need Malaysian food desperately. As in, I need it now! I miss:
-mamak mee goreng
-chicken katsu don in.....what is that Japanese shop called? Gosh, this is the process of permanent head damage.I can't even recall my favourite shop!
-nasi lemak
-glutinous rice dumplings.
-laksa!!!
-nasi briyani
Well, basically all the food back home.
If food can be sent all the way from Malaysia to UK, I'll have everything sent in by tomorrow.

*sad*

Tomorrow after my stupid presentation, I am going to do groceries shopping with The boyfriend.
I am going to snap up many many boxes of chocolates...my main source of depression relief.
We'll be cooking dinner together, as he is in love with my steamed egg+minced pork dish. I hope I can get it cook the right way again tomorrow.
I am a total failure when it comes to cooking. The porridge I cook for him the other day was a total mess. The kek hwa (chinese herbal drink) I boiled tasted like bamboo drink.
I seriously need to start reading up, and experiment first before venturing out on my virgin cooking for him.
Or else, I'll need to be mentally prepared, seeing him painfully forcing every bites down his throat.

Uneventful day

The weather here is changing....and the cold wind, literally blow you to sleep.
Now, even the heater doesn't seem to be providing any additional comfort to the surroundings.
I am so bloody stuck here, in my small miserable room, staring at four walls trying to formulate an acceptable dissertation topic. The two topics I came out with were bluntly rejected.
Sucks big time.
And presentation is due on this Wednesday.
Thank goodness The boyfriend is having his own reports to clear, so, we both could agree with less meetings and more focus on studies.
I can't wait till 16th Dec comes. That will be the time, I'll be rid of the burden of ACCA exam, proposal, and presentations. Cool.
And yes...I'll be heading to London for Christmas countdown.....rush to be a shopping fanatic on 26th Dec, which is Boxing Day in UK. And best of all, our confirmed plan to Czeh Republic on 30th Dec, which will include a hop over to Poland...and back on 4th Jan. Effing cool. And guess what? We bought the plane ticket, for a steal of 19pound, to and fro, with additional baggage charges, divided among us.
*Thumbs up*
So, a rough idea of my plan, and hopefully, I can update my blog on much more interesting stuff soon. :-(

A little detail.....<3 (part 1)

I am typing away on THE boyfriend's laptop......
He has gone for class, and I am left in his room, with his password, room keys, loads of food, and plenty of privacy. I intended to blog a little bout US last night, however, his wandering eyes make me hesitant.
So, I have been spending numerous nights here in this small room, clad in his pajamas, as he claimed, my attire is ridiculously not meant for sleeping. Too tight (what do you expect from an aerobic pants???)
I guess the few reasons why I adore him greatly lie within the fact that he fits into my life like a jigsaw puzzle.
My stance, my belief (in red)
What he did (in blue)

I stand firm with my theory that, when you "like" (love is too strong a word to be used yet) someone, you "like" them for reasons you can't define. When you're able to put forth a whole list of reasons to it, therefore, when the reasons are gone, you shall NOT like anymore, no?
Take for example:
- I like you, because you're pretty. So, one day, when the guy meet with someone a whole prettier, does it mean, he moves on to a new target??
-I like you cause you have effing HAWT body. I'm guessing, when the guy hits the club, flooded with tonnes of hotter babes, he starts to suck them up?
-I like you cause you're smart.....so what if I suddenly end up becoming retarded??
-I like you cause you're independent.....and what if I have problems.....do I need to act independent by not sharing my problems with the boyfriend? Rid him off any burden???
So, when I ask THE boyfriend why he likes me. He paused.....started to do some thinking...then look at me with this shy look, and answered: I don't know. I just "like". I can't find any reasons. Apparently looking a little afraid I would be upset...when I burst out into laughters, hugged him, and said, "that's the best answer I could ever expect for"

I hold firm to my view that, trust is to be earned, and not given base on no ground. Actions speak louder than words. Thus, there is no point blindly trusting someone, when everything he does, cast doubt to his intentions.
So, when I just started off this very uncertain relationship, I made it clear to THE boyfriend, I DO NOT trust you. I don't trust people easily. And to my utter surprise, he gave me this reply : "It is ok. I will gain your trust, bit by bit...let time shows it.."

I always think that being in a relationship, one should always feel important to each other. It provides a good comfort for sense of security.
Once, I wasn't in a good mood, hnece I text-ed him to go online, I wanted to msn chat with him. Therefore, after a few chats,I asked him, "don't you need to study?", and I was given this reply, : You're more important. I'll chat with you till you feel better. "

Being in a relationship, means respecting each other. Respecting, in my opinion means, discussing with your other half on the appropriateness of your activities. Whether it'll make her feel uncomfortable, or in doubt.
THE boyfriend took this belief of mine one step further, when he actually asked me for permission to allow a MALE??? friend of his to overnight in his room.
It is really comical. However, on a positive tone, i feel very much respected by him. That every and each actions of his, he thought of my feelings first. Though in this case, it is a little absurd.

I also believe that when you "like" someone, you will not hurt the other party. You will think for that someone first....how your actions will affect him/her.
Just like how THE boyfriend got panic, when I suddenly got pissed off because he didn't pick his calls. When I finally spoke to him again, he said : "I am very worried....cause you have lots of things to do, I'm afraid that, you getting upset, may affect your mood to study."
Awww...SWEET!

And to top the list of why I adore him terribly, and what makes me conclude that he fits into my life like a jigsaw puzzle, is THE ultimate belief I hold on strongly to.....which is:
If you "like" THE someone, you can just sit there, or lie in bed, with that particular person, not doing anything, and just feeling the presence of your dearest beside you. Not thinking that it is a waste of time, not dozing off,falling asleep either, not speaking too,not attempting to check your handphone for messages and the list goes on. But just feeling serene and peace, and enjoy the quality time spent, having your dearest beside you.
I love the feeling of not talking, but sitting there, side by side, with slow music on, and stare blankly into space.
THE boyfriend could go on doing that for hours. And the best part is, I'll be staring into space, while he'll be staring at me.... *blush* ...it was awkward in the beginning, which just turn into something I enjoy nowadays.

I guess I'll need to stop here now...bestfriend might be online soon, wanna chat with her....till then...bye...muacks....and I haven't been following my dieting routine anymore, cause THE boyfriend cooks dinner for me everynight, and enjoys bringing me to eat everything he thinks is nice...and..yeah....i guess I'll be having sumptuous dinner dishes tonight....:-(....and our first official date to the movie-2012!!!!
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This is THE boyfriend and I......... (yes, that's his dreadful looking pajamas I am wearing)
OOppss....and sorry people, I am not really prepared to reveal his indentity yet. :-p

Yes...this entry is for you people....

Countdown to my exam...one more day of misery before I get to chill awhile.
I know I should be burying my head into tonnes of books, but, no, I need to rest...hence, i'm going to make full use of my resting time, therefore, i blog. :-p

This blog will be specially for my VERY nosy friends...who have been VERY curious about what's up with my current status. Hah!!
But I ain't gona go into details yet...for I'll like to keep certain private things...PRIVATE.

However, I'll like to say that I'm very thankful to those who have help me once...to believe in love once more.
I remember, back then, when I kept questioning a friend, whether I haven't done a proper duty as a girlfriend. The need for me to comprehend the failure of my previous relationship took a toll on me. And this was what she told me:
" Someone who loves you, will love you for who you are. There is no need for you to change, or to do your best, try your hardest. Because, whoever that love you, will love, the way you are. What's the whole point of you trying to tolerate, and put up with things that you find it hard to accept? If you're not meant to be, you are simply, just not meant to be."
It takes time to see the truth in her statement, and the logic behind it.
Because..................
I have finally found someone, who fits into my life, like a piece of lost jigsaw puzzle.
There is no need for me to change, to accomodate, to tolerate, for there is nothing bout me that he despises, and there is nothing bout him (yet) that I could complain. :-x

Ask any random girls, what is the most important element they look for in a relationship, and I bet you, the answer will be a unanimous one, Sense of Security.
Once you lose faith, you doubt, you feel shaken, you live in fear, you wonder..and that is when you start to be demanding. A friend told me once, as long as you can't feel secure in your relationship, there is no point of being in it. For both party will not be happy.
The girl will be demanding for extra affection and attention to compensate for her insecurity. While of course, this will lead to constant fights and misunderstanding, when the guy starts to think of the girl as being a leech. Little does he realise, that it is his action, that causes such reaction.

I never quite understand this theory when I was first told about it. However, now, I see the clear picture of it.
I was THE very NOT understanding girlfriend in my previous relationship. And all the while, I thought there was something very wrong with my behaviour. I demanded for good morning greetings every morning, and goodnight greetings before going to bed. I would make a hell of a drama when I didn't receive any. I demanded for this, and that, that and this....it was a never ending list of affection and attention.
And now I realise, there was nothing wrong with me. I was just feeling insecure and afraid.
Because in this current relationship of mine, I don't need any greetings to make me smile, and calls to remind me I'm being missed. For I know for sure, wherever he goes, I'm always the first thing that comes to his mind. :-)

I thank God for guiding me to him. Though I don't know whether this will be a lasting relationship or not, but, for now, I'm contented with the current happiness I have found. And if I'm blessed that he could walk this journey with me, I won't complain much bout it too. :-p

And yeah...to appease all my fellow friends' curiosity on my current status......
I AM IN LOVE ONCE AGAIN.

-Special thanks to all my friends for your unconditional support during my painful breakup. and i'm sure u people feel well rewarded that your endless support leads me to this one :-p- No???

Every journey in life is a learning process

If I were to rewind my life, back to 3 months ago, and someone was to tell me then that I'll find happiness again, I would have laughed cynically, and tell her she doesn't know what does love means.

I was in a disastrous relationship. One that I could not get out, because I love too strongly, and yet, I was not happy, because I was not loved, the way I wanted myself to be loved.I spent months crying, and thinking that I'll die without him. Therefore, holding on to the vague hope that I would end up marrying him in 2 years time, I gripped on tightly to my already failing relationship.

Friends were there for me, constantly telling me to give up. It hurts them, to see how I shrivel from a healthy looking girl, to a stick-thin, bamboo looking fellow. I lost my appetite, I had sleepless nights. I worried so much.

And as things got from bad to worse, I was in anger, and I accumulated lots of hatred towards the guy, for not treating me right. And yet, I chosed...to hold on...

When everything broke lose, and the heart-wrenching breakup took place, my life was in a total mess. And never had I, a second thought that I could stand up again, and better stil, be happy again.....my life ended there. The clock stops ticking. I was a walking human,without a functioning brain.

My bestfriend told me, "Don't turn back....keep walking straight, you'll see light after the tunnel. You'll be rewarded freedom...." And all I could think off was, I am in an enclosed tunnel. There will never be sunlight.

Have you experienced it before? When you love so much, and it turn to a total 180 degree change, where you hated, and loathed the guy so much, you made up your mind, you can never be friends with him ever again. You can never forgive him for breaking your heart so many times, and the amount of pain he subjected you to endure? yeah...exactly....what I felt back then.
Little did I know, the only way to truly let go, is to forgive. And when you forgive, you stop hating. And when you stop hating, you stop recalling the past. And that's when.....you start looking at happy things around you....and start appreciating everything in life....and allowing new people to come into your life......and find happiness again.

I can't help feeling that it is like a miracle that I can type my entry without feeling sad, or wasted...or rather, any emotion of anger. However, I feel peace, and with a slight feeling of relief, as well as gratitude towards him for hurting me so bad, because now, I am able to look back, and not ask myself the same question over and over again, "Could I have done better?".

Putting blames on myself, was the easiest way to accept the truth that things were over, but, was also the most painful way to let go.Weird enough, I could stand up again in just 3months, shed no more tears, look at things differently.....maybe...we were never meant to be. And I thank God for letting this breakup take place, for I'll never know how does it feel like, to be rid off emotional baggages.

-u might find an exact same entry somewhere in my Oct post, that's because I posted it wrongly just now-

I want to blog!!!

I WANT TO BLOG! I WANT TO BLOG! I WANT TO BLOG!
Yes...I so need to blog. I am very happy recently with life progressing positively.
I so wana share my happiness here with all my friends.
Too bad...sorry, I am VERY busy. Deadline for my assignment will be day after, and I'm stil checking my blog, and feeling that I should write something here.
Lolz...
Stay tune for my latest update.
I wana shout out here that, I finally comprehand the saying that, "Things happen for a reason. And it will always be for the better. <3"
Back to assignment...-econometrics!

Itchy fingers.

NEVER for goodness sake have itchy fingers.
I learned my lesson well.
So, I was at Boots, browsing through heaps of different cosmetics, and eyeing on their wondrous, various colours and textures of lippies options.
My bestfriend loves lipgloss, and I was checking them out to see whether there are any suitable ones for her.
I started to apply some, on my lips. *of course using my fingers,k....not directly with that wand,k....cause I know it is super unhygenic to do so,k....*
Gosh....imagine my shock, when I stared back at this ultra red,tomato lips on my face. I panic, glanced through the packaging....
FOOD-PROOF,WATER-PROOF,SMUDGE-PROOF!!!!
LIQUID........ LIPSTICK!!!
Wtf......
Okay, ultra red is nice, yes.....if, and only if....you have full makeup on your face. And not when you're having this pale-looking bare-naked face.
I was stuck there in Boots, pacing back and forth, not knowing what to do.
But of course, I gather the courage, and walk out, hopped onto the train, and boomz.....home!!!
Any pictures of me with my wondrous, luscious lips?
Hell No. And even if I do have it, do you think I will post it up??

Fawkes celebration

So, few days ago, I went for this Fawkes celebration somewhere in Birmingham. I understand that it is being celebrated everywhere in the UK, therefore, I guess, many other places would have fireworks too.
However,I managed to capture some pictures here. Though, I must apologise for some rather not that clear ones.

This picture is very not clear. I know, but the reason I included it here, is because, I want to ask, don't you people think I look like I'm being surrounded by zombies? Like those scenes in most zombies infested movies??

Yeah, another scene from zombie land.

Introducing one of the most awesome game there.....*I tried it*

Imagine, the people are standing, yes....standing around in circle, and were turned and tossed by that...what do you call that thing???

Someone suggested that all Malaysians should give that "Musik" ride a go. Why?? Because music is spelt as "musik" in Malaysia.

Yeah, the night was so cold, we had mist coming out from my mouth, too bad it couldn't be captured into shots.