Hello Fire Tits,
How had your week been?
Christmas and CNY are coming soon?
Planned on how to spend your holidays yet?
Well for me, I will be busy earning $$$ during these holiday season.
Fuck Holidays, $$$ is more important than anything else.
Anyway I wanna do a short update on my recent trip to Essensual Bugis.
If you guys had been stalking my blog ( since early this year when I just started ), you must had known that Essensual Bugis had been my official sponsor for hair and ( well I can say ) I’m a proud walking advertisement for them.
I just felt so blessed being one of their sponsored blogger ( even though we had our difference before – be it friends, conflicts etc ).
It’s really like a creativity type of blessed that someone could truly understand what I “want”.
I felt that I’m sort of like a pioneer ( and also a guinea pig ) in experimenting different hair colours.
I bare no judgements to anyone’s choice of hair.
Recently, I just felt sort of “robbed” that whatever hair colour/hair cuts I have chosen ( and tried ), some motherfucker will go and copy it and make it seems theirs ( when I’ve already done it ), without CREDITING me !!!
* chill * * chill * * chill *
( The feeling is like ) For example,
You are the one who started the trend ( in your school ) of wearing wristbands, suddenly some fugly bitch saw it and also wore wristbands to school and did the “ Check out my wristband !!! Chio or not ??? “ IN YOUR FACE !!! How would you feel ?
Guilty conscious after reading this ???
GOOD !!! That’s exactly what I’ve wanted you to feel >;)
I went to Essensual Bugis ( a few days ) ago and had my hair colour changed.
I was really bored of my natural black ( and boring ) hair.
I’ve no choice because I’m growing my hair ( because my hair is FUCKED UP after my platinum blonde ) and I’m doing my internship ( which means no LOUD hair colours ).
So I asked Bryan to “ cocktail “ for me a special shade of Ash Brown.
Brown hair colour is so common but I wanted something lighter and more towards the “warm tone”.
Therefore after a few hours of bleaching and reapplying of hair toners,
Bryan had came up with this:
Archive for December 2011
Hello Fire Tits,
Good Morning Bloggermizer,
What a beautiful Tuesday morning !!!
( Just to let you know ) I’m battling bad sore throat while I’m typing out my #ZoukOut2011 blogpost.
Someone should just come out with a miracle sore throat pills, so I could pop a few and it will magically be cured ( within a few minute). I have a very sensitive throat.
The worst part is I love to eat peanuts, potato chips and chocolate, which is SO NOT throat friendly. I hate sore throat is because it would take forever to cure and when it worsens it will lead to fever and flu ( which is damn FUCKED UP ).
I hate to fall sick. My paranoid thinking will always lead me to think that I’ve contracted some terminally ill disease and sooner I will cough out blood ( like those HK drama LOL !!! ).
Anyway bullshit aside ( here’s the real deal baby ),
I’m here to blog about my #ZoukOut2011 experience last weekend.
Since Miyake and Yutaki aren't in Singapore, the most eligible candidate to accompany me to #ZoukOut2011 is … YAN KAY KAY xiao jie , or should I named her as #MsDaiJaBu ( she fucking loves that word , it’s literally like “hello” to her LOL !!! ).
A month back, #MsDaiJaBu asked me whether am I interested to go for #ZoukOut2011.
Without hesitation, I’m like “FUCK YEAH”.
I don’t know how this might sound, you could call me a nerd, a fucktard etc ( I don't care ).
Because … I never once been to a #ZoukOut event.
So it’s my first time going to a #ZoukOut event and I’m all excited for it.
( Seriously I could officially induct myself to be a Zouk Queen of Chios because I’ve been supporting and patronizing Zouk VERY FREQUENTLY lately. They could totally give me a timesheet, punch card machine and I’m ready to report to Zouk. LOL !!! )
( Fast-forward to the actual night of #ZoukOut2011 ) #MsDaiJaBu was telling me that she got me a ticket but I need to be there at 8pm.
But seriously, who ( with a right mind ) goes to ZoukOut that early? Not me.
As a standing member of Zouk’s Queen Of Chios ( * uncomfortable cough * ), the most happening time for Zouk would be around 11pm-12midnight. Furthermore, I’m not going to #ZoukOut2011 ALONE at 8pm.
What am I suppose to do at 8pm? Clean the toilet ? Pack the ghetto plastic cups ?
So I told #MsDaiJaBu to ask the Zouk Marketing Exec, Sofie ( #ShoutOut to my girl Sofie, she worked her ASS OFF for Zouk ) whether I could top up or change the ticket to a later timing. Sofie said it’s ok to do so.
Then, I went to meet up with #MsDaiJaBu and her friends at around 11pm and set out to Siloso beach.
If you are a ZoukOut virgin ( like me ), you could never believe how unbelievable the traffic going in to Silosa Beach was.
We were caught in the traffic ( just by going in ) for almost 45 mins !!!
It SUCKS and my ZoukOut eyes were eye-flipping everyone off and swearing.
To ease my anxiety, I took out my camera and took some chio photos of myself.
Here are the photos :
Here's a photo with KayKay ( at the entrance ) :
Then I head over to the Singtel booth to look for June because her client ( Singtel ) was the official sponsor for the event.
Good Morning to all my blogger-tron ( * sounds Transformer-ish * ),
I know I know. I hadn’t had any pictorial update for the longest time.
Well not to worry.
This post is filled with my chio face ( * uncomfortable cough * ) and fabulous people in my life. ( * Shake Neh Neh * )
How had your weekend been?
It had been a long week for me.
Firstly I broke off with #TheRightOne which supposingly should be my “Date Of The Year”.
Well let’s just say we had character differences.
It SUCKS ( * I swear it do * ) !!!
I really really thought that #TheRightOne and I could progress further and my dream of settling down in a monogamous relationship could come true.
Well it seems like my hope had crashed and I’m totally on the rebound. ( * fingers cross * ).
Anyway negativity aside,
This weekend is jam-packed with my cousin’s wedding and Zoukout 2011.
Let’s kick things off with my cousin’s wedding, shall we?
Ok a few months ago, my mum was informing me that my cousin and her fiancé were getting married ( * like finally * ).
They had been together for almost a decade. ( * that’s the monogamous relationship that I wish to have * ).
I was really happy for her ( even though we are not as close as before due to some conflicts that me and one of her family member had years back ) but I find that it would be nice for me to turn up for her wedding and ( genuinely ) congratulate her.
My mum was like a freaking egg timer.
She kept reminding to turn up for her wedding like a million times.
I know I know Mummy Dearest.
My mum is so cute ( I tell you ).
( As a traditional Teochew ) My mum kept reminding me not to wear “ anything black “ to my cousin’s wedding.
Because in the Traditional Teochew cultural ( or I could named as “ My Mum Bullshit Theory” ), it’s “ unlucky” to turn up in “ anything black “.
Seriously, I find that ( our ) Chinese culture have something against the colour “black”.
It’s not like I’m gonna turn up in a full funeral regale and outcast myself to everyone who is dressed in “happy” colours.
But well since my mum set the bar ( strictly ), me ( as her son ) could not forbid the rules and just had to turn up in my most “Glamourous- but-Wedding-Friendly-outfit”
This is my second wedding invitation.
I’m literally hoarding wedding invites.
Ok I’m saying this as someone who just broke off with my eligible date ( and filled with jealousy ) ,
Wedding dinners are just an act/ a season finale put up for everyone to remind them that “ Hey, I’ve found my happily ever after , when the fuck are yours gonna happen ?”
That’s just my opinon towards wedding dinner and it only applies to single individuals going to the dinner ( like yours truly, me ).
If ever I wanna get married, it would just be a simple solemnization ceremony and I would whisked off with my partner to travel around the world.
OKOK fine, I shall not pour my sorrow onto my cousin’s wedding.
No matter what she’s my cousin and I should give her my full blessing.
CONGRATULATIONS SALLY !!!
To my disbelief, the wedding dinner turned out to be a wedding brunch.
The wedding brunch ( name changed ) started at 12 noon and we had to report there earlier for the solemnization to take place.
My mum woke up at 6AM to go to Fullerton Hotel and had her ( or I shall named it ) “Wedding Tea of Respect”.
We are supposed to be there at 11 plus in the morning but my mum bombed our cellphones with wake up calls.
Therefore, I woke up at around 8am to get prepared and doll up ( but that Saturday supposed to be my OFF DAY !!! ).
I really dragged myself to the shower and get my hair and make up done.
Ok enough of my grandmother whining,
I’ve got photos of me and my family attending my cousin’s wedding:
Prior to my cousin’s wedding, my sis ( finally ) took time to do her nails and I posted this photo of her beloved nails because I choose the colour for her.
But I still love the colour ( * flips invisble fringe * )
OkOk I shall stop self-whoring. LOL !!!
And my mum is like a hoarder for beauty products.
The wedding ended at around 4PM and I must say the food served were very delicious.
*Kudos* to my cousin for choosing all the dishes to be served.
I like it because it's VERY TEOCHEW and it's VERY COOKED.
I can't stand those wedding dishes that had weird ang moh dishes or super un-appetizing japanese food.
It's like telling the guest that " I'm very modern and you had to swallow down my modern-ness".
Ohh FUCK OFF bitch!!!
I love my yummy traditional dishes and I will go on a riot for it.