huh?

k so i was reading the newspaper 2 mins ago when i came across this article "kelantan clamps down on sexy outfits".anyways, basically there is some new rule in kelantan (which is part of malaysia, which sadly is the country i was born in) tt us chicks will be fined for wearing so called "revealing and tight-fitting clothes".

"the kota baru municipal council said it wud no longer tolerate indecent dressing and will begin enforcing an existing islamic law tt prohibits such dressing. mini-skirts, see-through blouses and tight trousers are now off-limits for women of all religions."

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ok, i gotta be very careful now cos if i say the wrong thing, i mite die tomorrow in a coincidental terorrist attack. so i’ll just keep my comment simple. here it is. if the leaders of this state feel tt they hav to implement a rule as random as this for the gud of all horny males, innocent females, n the gud of all mankind, then fine. its their territory, so they can do watever they want. i just think its a little unfair to force the rules of one particular religion upon everybody else, especially those who r not of tt religion. n i’m not being bias or anything towards the religion i’m talking about cos honestly, i dont dig the idea of religion in general.

so yea, i just think tts sad, n mean, n rude…n its happening in "multi-cultural" malaysia!!! u wud think stuff like this only happens in 3-world middle east countries, but no…they’ve been sucked in.

so this guy says to the newspapers tt these "eye-popping outfits invited undesirable attention from men" n "we apologise to non-muslims if this comes across as harsh, but we must respect our asian culture and religion in public."

rite…..firstly, i’d like to make a suggestion to the "undesirable attention" thing. unfortunately it happens everywhere, no matter wat the chick is wearing, n by males of all ages, races, religions, yadda yadda. n so i think a reli gud way to prevent this unwanted attention is to go with the scientific-biological approach, by controlling the hormones in men tt make them act like horny dickheads, i.e. sterilisation, anti-testosterone pills,etc…we cud even consider castrating the fuckers….ok,i wont go there. my point is tt it doesnt matter how chicks dress, males will be males. males will think with their dicks. they dun need to see skin to get horny. i mean, tts why imagination was invented rite? thus the problem lies not in us women, but in the genetic make-up of guys. n who do u blame for tt?…..women??

secondly, "asian culture n religion"?????? did he…omg….he didnt just imply tt asian culture equals islamic rules rite? cos u know, asia is a huge huge continent, n like malaysia, it very diverse in religions. i’m all out for respecting asian culture n religions. i think its great. but when u say "asian" u hav to include every single religion out there tts upheld by an asian, n the list is endless….he cud hav added "….including islam, buddhist, hindu, catholic, jewish,etc". i’m just saying, he cud hav been a little more diplomatic is all. but of course, we all know wat he reli meant by wat he said…..

i wonder, in order to respect all asian cultures and religions, wudnt  everyone in kelantan hav to wear turbans as well? n crucifixes? poor poor religions getting left out of the fun….

i have a feeling tt a lot of women r gonna move out of kelantan in the next few months. muslims n non-muslims. not becos they hav anti-government issues, but becos they just cant afford to replace their entire wardrobe in order to avoid being fined when they step out in a pair of shorts when its 40 degrees out. i for one, cant visit kelantan ever. i mean, i dont usually wear anything but shorts n minis, n the only pair of pants i have r skinny jeans n i dont want to have a criminal record in kelantan! dammit! too bad for them tt tight, body-shape revealing skinnies r in fashion….

ok….tts all i’d like to say….for now.

its december!!!

lots of ppl i love n miss r coming to visit. my mom n bro r leaving today so i mite see then on the weekend. maybe my dad too. n then a week later my sister n scott r coming. n then suesha’s coming. n then my darling aileen!!!!

oh joh oh joy oh joy oh joy oh joy oh joy!

tmr i’m going to colin’s army graduation. i cant believe 3 months hav passed alredi. i’m leaving singapore in 2 months…omg omg omg…

will be off to shanghai for holiday n then back home to malacca next week. now i wish i had winter clothes with me. china is gonna be freezing.

but anyway……aileen n sue r coming!!!we’re gonna get wasted.

yay! yay! yay! yay!

recently our friends in the north americas celebrated one of the most meaningful holidays of the year- thanksgiving! and although thanksgiving doesnt mean as much over here in singapore, or malaysia, or china, or australia, or africa, or……to anyone who isnt american or canadian (hmmmmmm), i think tt even though i didnt get a holiday or the excuse to stuff my face with roast turkey, i shud still n take the time to give thanks for the "bountiful" blessings i hav received this year……bountiful….

yes, there hav been gud days n bad days, n shit days, n reli shit days, but here i am! i had a great weekend n i’m happy to reflect on some things that i am thankful for this year (in no particular order):

1. fast food- i am thankful for all those delightful double cheese burgers n marvelous maccas fries that i hav indulged in this year. even though i knew they were full of salt n trans fats. even though i knew carbs of all kinds are out to destroy my waistline n ultimately my modelling career. i stuck with u fast food! i patronized ur many outlets and brands. i kept ur coupons that came in the mail. i know its not ur fault tt ur an unhealthy waste of my heard earned savings……"i wish i knew howda quit u!!!" (ala brokeback mountain)
2. unnamed cheap shoe shops- i would like to extend my gratitude to a whole bunch of budget shoe stores in singapore that have transformed myself from a "coy shoe-appreciator" to a "addicted shoe-lover". u provided me with those beauties who gave me squeals of pleasure, blisters, aching feet, sore backs n bad posture, but ultimately "the few inches tt God forgot about". n u stayed affordable. i shall miss u all when i leave!!
3. cabs- because they’re everywhere, because they’re convenient, because they give me an excuse not to walk!!! i hav called up cab companies more this year than i’ve called anyone else. even thou i constantly complain about ur stupid 6 dollar peak hour surcharge, and the fact tt its practically peak hour all the time, i still hold u close to my heart. youve taken me everywhere, castings, shoots, work, social events,etc. u pick me up when public transport gets me down (almost everyday). here’s to u,cabbies!!!
4. (seriously now) family n personal support group- i’m thankful for my family, as fucked up as we r. n also to the friends who helped me through tough times or just entertained me when i needed it most. yes, you have made me laugh n cry, annoyed me, accused me of many things, n i myself hav wronged you, but i still love u all to death. to the kitties who tolerate my daily moaning, and to all those humans who care even from a distance (army camp, malaysia, perth, sydney, etc), thank you!

havent been doing much this week. didnt go shopping at all. tried to tan this morning but the sun dissapeared (my shit ass luck as usual)…

um, went to the peace concert last friday. chilled out with colin on the weekend. 3 days of work this week. bad casting on tuesday. was supposed to be at 6.20 but i didnt go in till about 8. i havent been sleeping well too.

oh, took jewel to the vet to get spayed last week so i’m broke. plus i’ve been spending a lot on the spa lately, n shopping (retail therapy fuckin rocks) cos i’ve been under so much stress.

"what stress?" u mite ask. well i’m not going to tell u. who r u anyway? how do i even know who reads my blog…

more of me playing with eyeliner…

shopping update! why?…..why the fuck not?

did a quick browse of topshop (which is having its end of season sale) n came across this blue dress which i had seen on at least 2 websites. i cudnt believe there were size 6s. i mean…no way!!!n then i realised why. the cut was too big. it fitted me like a size 10. but at 50% off, i cudnt resist. got it tailored to fit n the total i spent wasnt even close to the full price. got the pic from a site, but the closeup shows wat the fabric reli looks like. blue,green n glowing!!!

next r those stupid pointy toe flats. i loved everything about them, they were confortable,i indulged in them…..then 3 days after i bought them,they started stretching like mad n now i cant wear them anymore cos my feet keep flipping out of them when i walk n it gives me blisters…..oh well,its better to hav loved n lost than to never hav loved at all!

to replace my God-forsaken tweed flats, i got the other round-toe pair at a 40% discount. they had some ugly ankle straps which i took off (note the loops on the rear of the shoes).

n then there r my first pair of platform pumps, in black patent (fake) leather no less. i love how the platform reduces the angle of the sole so my feet dont ache as much as with other heels, but i still get the height. these will probably last a few months before i chuck them.i can sense it. but i tell myself i need them since i didnt have a pair of plain black heels before i got these.

interesting things tt i hav come across recently:

1. i saw a reli cute fat couple. actually tts kinda mean/politically incorrect. scratch tt, i saw a reli cute couple consisting of an overweight guy n chick. they were walkin around suntec n the guy had his arm (stretched) around her hips. anyway, i just thought it was reli sweet in a "tweedle-dee/tweedle-dum" kinda way. believe it or not, sometimes love truely is blind.

2. i saw a bunch of emo guys who conversed in chinese. WAT IS THE WORLD COMING TO????? no offence to those of oriental ethnicity, but how can u go out in full emo getup with the hair n eyar studs n be caught speaking to ur friends in chinese??!!! i agree tt its important to adapt certain interests to ones culture n vice-versa, but this is nuts. its not like they can say they r influenced by emo bands who sing in chinese. there arent any!!! i know i probably dont sound like i hav a valid point but i reli think the emo-beng mix is just not cool. chocolate cake shud never be made with salt instead of sugar!!! shame on u emo-dressing tryhards!

3. i was in the bus n i saw an ad on the little tv tt a model from my agency was in!! tts pretty cool, i hav to say. tts like the second tv ad i’ve seen with ppl i know. there r also 2 magazines out at the moment with a model from my agency n another featuring this chick who used to be in but moved.

4. continuing from point 2, ivy was playing songs on her laptop when i heard sth tt reli pissed me off. it was the chinese version of the archies "sugar,sugar". ok its bad enough that almost every good song gets translated into a chinese version with techno backgrounds n shit, but the song is a classic!its best to tamper with language as little as possible, especially with music n movies. i also mock those ppl who steal non-english songs n fuck them up. i rmb there was this very nice malay balad sung by 4 chicks, "cinta di akhir garisan", which was covered in english by some cheesy british all-girl pop group n it sucked….sigh…

i’m going to the spa tmr n colin will be coming home!!! i’ve been craving a spa treatment for ages. i need to be pampered n its not often tt i’m so desperate tt i’ll blow 70 bucks on a massage n scrub n wat not. luckily i’ve got my hands on a cheaper form of relaxation for every other day. those SKLs colin bought……theres sth about them n its not just the fact tt their double the dose of nicotine tt i’m used to or tt they taste like minty strawberry marshmallows. 1 stick makes me feel like i’ve had 3 vodka shots, minus the embarrasing flushed face. i think i’m starting to look reli scary now. aileen says i never smile in pictures anymore. maybe it the modelling, or the stress, or maybe its just the bad-ass eyeliner look taking over me again…is tt some scary shit or wat..

2 recent dissapointments, all the small sized grey jeans in forever r sold out, n mr roadside cobbler wasnt there last nite when i desperately needed him to fix my battered old flats. sucks to be me.

its fall….sure,in singapore it doesnt show much, n in australia, its spring…but i love fall. i love the in between seasons, since 99% of the time i can never decide if i’m warm or cool enough. as there are hardly any aussie brands here, the shop windows r dominated by lovely coats n funky sweaters n everyone in the magazines look amazing in their thick stockings/leggings/boots. i walk past topshop, forever 21, dorothy perkins, etc n oogle their knits, knowing it will be suicide to wear them here. local brands based in the northen parts of asia where winter reli is winter are carrying a nice range of warm stuff as well (giordano, u2, etc).

interestingly, i’m going thru emotional autumn as well. gloomy moods, cold memories n the general transition of feelings. i think i’m growing up. i like to pretend its windy n stormy outside (which it has been quite recently) n chill with a cup of horlicks or magazine n think about life………i wonder wat lies at the end of this particular emotional transition.

….back to my fashion ramblings, i suppose i cud easily come up with an excuse to buy heaps of nice winter clothes. everyone keeps telling me how fucking freezing melbourne is in the winter n how i’m going to die….maybe i cud do some "early preparation"???? the question is whether or not i cud actually utilise any of them while i’m in singapore. if only it were colder here….

i’m on a quest to find the perfect striped sweater. i’ve been looking around. its a lot harder than i thought, but then again i hav something very very specific in mind….something very "kate". i’m waiting for these to be out in forever 21….why does she hav to go n taunt me like this.why?

i’m sick. hav been at home with colin all weekend as he was down with the flu. as expected, he’s gone back to the army n now i’m the one with the sore throat n runny nose. sigh….such is life. jewel sprayed some foul smelling liquid into my bag n no matter how much i wash it, it still smells of rotten cat piss. this morning i walked into the bathroom to find pee n clumps of shit all over the floor. all because i forgot to close the door. all because i was too tired n falling sick….all because i have a terrible immune system despite taking extra doses of vitamin c all week…..all because……

fuck.

i’m feeling miserable n gloomy again. heres to a great fuckin fall, everybody!….now where r those strawberry flavoured nicotine infused thingies?

i slept at 3.30.woke up at 6.30 n every 30 mins after. finally got up at 8.30 cos i just cudnt sleep……5 hours of interrupted sleep…..fuck!!!!

my morning routine recently has been somewhat like some cliche depressive alcoholic,which is rather pathetic in my opinion. get up, have a morning menthol lite, shower n get cleaned up, have a breakfast of horlicks n vodka shots. why hav i been feeling like shit the last few days???!!! it pisses me off. i feel so fuckin emo n i cant decide if tts cool or not.

i’ve gone back to thick black eyeliner simply becos i feel gothy in the mornings. not appropriate for work of course, but i am technically only working 3 days a week…..whoooooo,the room is spinning a bit!!!!i’m listening to the used on my spanky new nanoooo.

fuck.

i had fun last nite. i reli did. i always knew the rockstar life was a blast. its so much better to be a rockstar than to date a rockstar….."roxta",tts me. tts my username for almost everything….how sad n fucked up. liyen n scott wud just love to hear me have one of my swearing episodes rite now.

…..my shot glass calls.

later happy ppl! enjoy being high on nothin but fuckin life. i slept 5 hours…..fuck.

its been raining a lot…well i guess tts to be expected since it is technically autumn in singapore. the rain is cold but it reminds me of some of the best times in my life, on the days when ur stuck somewhere cos of the rain n gud things happen.

i had to go back to the house this morn cos colin’s dad left his laptop at home. on the way back,it started to rain. as we drove through orchard road, i noticed tt they were alredi putting up the christmas trees. pretty as they r, they remind me tt i have just 4 months left in spore. i’ve just started working 3 days a week. modelling is great. everything seems so be falling into place, n now i realise just how much i’m going to be leaving behind.

this morning my grandma went into surgery for her arm. i just got the sms to say tt it went well, which is great. i dunno why i feel so shit today. last nite i was taking a cab back, n with my ipod plugged in securely, i thought bout how much my life has changed in the last 5 weeks. with colin gone i’ve had to mould a new way of passing the time. i love walking around shops after work. walking alone is so nice when there’s stuff to look at.

i tell myself tt working less will be i hav more time for living. i sent in my application to live on campus 2 days ago. it cost 33 bucks to fedex it over. they make it their business to rip ppl off. i must have my fill of "living" before i find myself in some strange new city without family or friends, squeezing my brain to do well in uni, n life will be all about "getting by".

jewel has started going on heat. i patted her head the other nite n she went into the mating position. time for another snip-snip session. its so expensive, i’m gonna be broke again.

i had a lot to do this past weekend. had a casting on friday which forced me to drag myself back to suntec (its bad enough tt i work there everyday). n so us 6 models waited for the clients to arrive while discussing the event we were being cast for.as usual, no one knew anything about it. apparently it was going to be held at "Sexpo"….lingerie? massage oils? sex toys? wat cud it be for? wat were we getting ourselves into?our agents walk in to brief us. they say tt its some "herbal" product which will be showcased at "sexpo",but nothing sleazy of course….

"Sexpo"????? the name itself freaks me out. its supposedly some legal exhibition for 21 year olds n above n will be held in suntec of all places.when they said "herbal but non-sleazy" i thought it would be for some herbal shampoo or skincare.

the first model goes in for casting. it feels like forever but 20 mins later she comes back into the waiting room with some very disturbing news. apparently the thing we’re supposed to promote is some "herbal sexual enhancement product". my hairs stood when she described wat we had to do. the part tt clings most to my mind was "skate around the hall while blowing ur whistle" and "ask men to come to visit the booth n blow ur whistle"…..my hairs stood n i thought to myself "there is no fuckin way in hell i’m doing this job".

the gud news is tt we hav to be at least 21 which means i cudnt do it even if i wanted to (n tt wudnt happen in a million years anyway). the bad news was tt i wasted my entire afternoon getting to some strange casting and waiting around for nothing. for some reason, the bad news didnt seem so bad.

i got back home on friday nite to a house full of 15 year old boys n girls. i know everyone was wondering who i was cos they knew ryan didnt hav a sister n but i was significantly older than everyone else so i cudnt hav been his girlfriend….n i most probably wasnt a maid so…well, there were whispers (especially among the girls) as i walked past. i spent the rest of the recalling memories from when i was 15…i felt old.

i cud have gone out sat nite since it was halloween weekend n all, but i told myself to sleep by 11.30 since i had a shoot sunday morn at 8am..i didnt get to sleep till 1.30 n spent the whole of yesterday pretty much half asleep.

on thursday aileen was going through my myspace when she recognised some famous ppl she used to go to school with in spore. its a very small country so i’m not surprised tt everyone knows someone famous or relatively famous or related to someone famous…i mean i just served drinks to the ministor mentor’s sister the other day!

so anyway, it got me thinking tt if u wanna be famous, come live in singapore. if u wanna meet someone who is,was or will be famous,come visit singapore. n if ur singaporean, chances r theres someone on ur msn who will be on a reality show n become relatively famous in at most 3 years……n all because singapore is so so small!

i survived a weekend without colin….5 days more till he’s home!