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Delusion..

2010-09-25T02:24:00.002+08:00

I guess some people are just plain delusional to the fact that they don't rule anything but their own fantasy world. Its plain retarded, and know it alls like these piss me off the most. One more week, and I won't have to play fake anymore, at least not toward this genre of people.

The only reason I tolerated them was so that I could use them. Once this is done, I wont need them anymore, so what better to do than to dispose of them like used unwanted rubbish.

:)

Miss

2010-09-04T10:29:00.003+08:00

Maybe the one person I missed all this while was my old self.

Where did you go.

What happened to me.

NS

2010-09-04T10:12:00.002+08:00

So my life has changed completely. The old life I used to have is gone, now everything is about the army. The only thing I have to say is that, I feel like I'm in a dream. Nothing seems real, not even the friendships. I don't even know why the things around me happen. I'm in a motion, and I'm just going through it. I am going through a trance, and I somehow managed to numb out all emotions to the point that I don't feel sadness for all the sacrifices I had to make anymore.

I try to wake myself up, but it seems that I've fallen into a deep sleep, letting the situation take over me. Maybe I need this. Maybe my mind needs a break for a while, after going through so much stress and emotional trauma for so long. Maybe its time for me to accept this new mindless careless life. It could be the start of a new journey of inner peace. It could be the thing I needed, to let go of all the negativity I've been harbouring for so long.

But the question is, if it was so meaningful, why don't I feel complete. Why do I still feel that what I needed to settle is still there. I know its there, but I can't feel it. I can't feel the emotion. I just feel. Blank.

Like someone erased my emotions and replaced them.

I'm going through a weird phase.

Only time will tell what I'm going through. Till then.

The Psychopath

2010-03-13T23:26:00.002+08:00

You know how people say that as you grow older, you get closer to your parents. Well, screw that phrase, its going the other way around for me.

As I get older, I develop more and more hate and resentment towards my mother, and as I wake up everyday, her face becomes more and more irritable to me. I have never felt a hate so intense for anyone in my life, up to the point that I would find pleasure in the person's death. I may sound sadisitic, but I wasn't born this way, I was made this way. The 20 years of constant rejection, scolding, slavery, verbal abuse, temper flairs, and arguments have contributed to this intense abhor which I have towards her. Many a time I have tried to justify her actions, but many a times my justifications just do not make sense. And don't give any bull about, "Don't say that, she's your mother".

Would a real mother say this sentence,

"If you go against me one more time, I will beat you up. Don't think I'm scared of you, I will do it. And I don't care even if you die, at least my heart will be satisfied."

Which cold creature on Earth would even say that. She's not my mother. She's evil. She's a demon. She needs to be vanquished. Banished from the surface of the Earth.

I used to have my doubts, but all my doubts have been clarified with that one sentence. No more mother's day presents, no more caring about her. I don't care if she cries, every teardrop is worth my years of suffering under this child abuse.

I'm a victim of child abuse. Many children are. I know how they feel. They feel helpless. Lost. Vulnerable. Up to this point, the scars in my life that affect me are not caused by anyone else but that demon.

I don't feel sad. I feel like I need to break free. I know the time is near, where I can just fly away and never come back. Something in my gut is telling me, there's a better future awaiting me. Suffer now, enjoy later. 20 years of suffering. 20 years of pain. I will get my day one day.

It may not be today, but I know it will come.

As for you bitch, here's a message just for you.

Burn in hell.

Identity

2010-01-29T02:00:00.000+08:00

So, who am I. Who are you?

I guess I should stop trying to be like anybody, and just be myself.

I know what I like, I know what I want to do.

Everybody's different.

In life, you don't need to fit in. You can blend in, but you don't need to fit.

Mystery is always good. What I'm like, you have to know me well enough to find out.

Into the Rush

2010-01-19T02:08:00.000+08:00

So many things happening right now. Big things.

Things that would thrill, that the old me could only dream about. But I've no time to take it all in for all its worth, as there's so little time so much to do.

I never liked surprise. I always liked a good plan.

I got published. I landed jobs with magazines. And I've only got such a short time to bask in the glory of my hard work. I'm going to graduate, and I have to make full use of that free time I have to bring myself further. But now I'm thinking. Work so hard, to see it all disappear once I enter NS?

I won't let it happen. I've been through rough times, and I emerged alive. These are just challenges in life. Its about how you face it, not how you avoid it.

It doesn't take a man to get through obstacles. For all you know, a "man" might just cower away with his head between his legs. It takes willpower, and inner strength. Try until you die, because you will never know until you did.

Now, I've a major challenge facing me. NAPFA, and IB test. I haven't started a page on IB, and I know its my sloth and procrastination to blame. But you know what. Its not too late. Its never too late. 1 day is all I have.1 day is all I need. 1 day is all it takes.

I will get through this, and I will come out a winner. I never liked to lose, and I will NEVER back down without putting up a good fight. I fought for my life when I was born. I'm a fighter, and I am going to win.

Ready. Set. Go.

The Misfit

2009-12-12T02:04:00.001+08:00

Know everybody. Trust noone.

Paradox

2009-10-20T01:14:00.002+08:00

How can something so aesthetically appealing, be so immature. Its just, like a paradox.

And I won't settle for less, I only want the best.

Visual appeal, pass. Mental appeal, average. Future appeal, get out, because I foresee a pacifier.

Sometimes its best to just go with the flow. If it happens, it happens, if not, move on.

But then again, to me, standards are important. I work hard, so they have to work even harder. I have self worth, and I'm not damn easy.

Unlove you..

2009-10-17T00:59:00.003+08:00

I fell in a perfect way
Never had a choice to make
Crashed into your tidal wave
I didn't even struggle

Sailed right through your atmosphere
Closed my eyes and landed here
I didn't see the trouble, And I didn't care

I can't Unlove You
Can't do that, No matter how I try
I'll never turn my back on
Someone who loved me too
I can do most anything i have to

But this one thing I cannot change
I almost kind of like the pain
Wear your tattoo like a stain
And it will take forever, To fade away
I can't Unlove You
Can't do that
No matter how I try
I'll never turn my back on
Someone who loved me too

I can do most anything I have to
But I can't Unlove you

I was your forbidden fantasy, you were my romantic wish. I felt something, and I know you did too. Thank you for making me feel. Thank you for showing me that good things still existed in this world. Thank you, for showing me happiness, making me feel emotion, making me human again. At a time where I was stone, felt nothing, thought that the world was evil, you showed me that beautiful things still existed. You made me see, you made me feel, you made me stronger.

We shared something special. We could have ended it in flames, but you fixed everything, and it became a beautiful movie ending. Everyone could see we cared for each other, and we loved each other just as much. We may go our separate ways, but I'll never unlove you.

John Tucker Must Die.

2009-10-16T01:56:00.002+08:00

Ever heard of John Tucker Must Die? Well, story of my life.

I let you in, you gave me false hope.
It was all a facade.
I took it slow, I never fully showed.
When you finally saw, you ran away.
You spit on me, the coldness in your words.
All the love, all turned to ice.
You broke the walls, I could actually feel.
Then you attacked, left me helpless.
Your cruelty showed, and I tried to defend.
But it was too late, the damage was done.
I was hurt, trying hard to recover.
My armour is up, but the injury has already been done.
Now all I need is a healing hand,
To heal this hurt, to seal the wound.
Because the armour is up, stronger than before.
Noone can every penetrate this fortress, ever again.
Never now, never again.

The Twist..

2009-09-23T23:47:00.002+08:00

So a few days back, we went to my uncle's house, whose brother is a hairstylist. He's something like me, except in a bigger built body. I thought I saw my future, until I got to know, he sacrificed his life, to stay with his mother. He pretty much is his mom's nanny. Then, my mom said, "When I grow old, which son of mine who doesn't get married will take care of me and stay with me." And immediately she stared at me. In my heart, I was like, "Fuck no." My mother is like this weird clean-a-holic obsessed OCD patient who only thinks about cleaning and cleaning. And its not like SHE does the cleaning, she makes her kids do it. Its no longer "helping", its like she's "forcing". So I answered, "We'll see, if you become a grumpy old lady, then no. I'm not staying."

So we shall see.

The Mix Up..

2009-09-18T20:13:00.002+08:00

You touch me.
You tease me.
You treat me different.
You call me things you don't call other people.
You touch me.
You LIKE to touch me.
You LIKE to tease me.
You LIKE when I become playful.

So do you LIKE me?

But then. You're attached. So what am I. A third wheel?

I don't think so. Its either I'm the only or I'm out. Because I'm doing just fine by myself.

I'm a cynic. But that's just me. Take it, or leave it.

Soft Spot..

2009-09-17T01:11:00.002+08:00

Now it makes perfect sense. They have a soft spot for me. :)

It even works on daddy. Woohoo!

Amidst the Glitz and Glamour

2009-07-28T00:29:00.003+08:00

The fashion industry. What you see, isn't always what you get. A superficial layer from the root, spread out through all its branches, through the entire tree. Just like make-up covers flaws, the other side of the fashion industry is well-hidden from those who only watch from afar. They only see one side of the story, the other will never be told. You have to be in it, to see it.

My mother and menopause..

2009-06-05T00:25:00.002+08:00

My mother is becoming one of those cranky old cat ladies. Give her a few more months, and the transformation would be complete. She is very temperemental nowadays, and not to mention unbelievably selfish. Everything is suddenly about her, and the world revolves around her. I really am starting to really dislike her, and for a good few months of my life, I thought that maybe JUST maybe, she would be sane. But to my disappointment, she's the same old hag I've always been disappointed with my entire life, since I entered secondary school.

I've never been fully close with my mother. She has always kept it clear, that she's the reason I'm still alive, and she can let me die if she wants to. She can make my life bearable, or she can make my life a living hell. I feel as though I'm in a cult, where there are many restrictions and rules. It is scary, I know, but has my mother thought into the future? What if I'm all grown up, and she's old and frail? The tables would be completely turned. Karma has its ways.

As of now. To hell with getting close to my mother. I'm never going to tell her anything ever again. I will lie to get what I want if I have to. I will do anything to succeed. If my mom is the obstacle, I'll get around it. In this world, you will learn to be plastic. And with my mom, you have to be hard cold fake plastic. Its the only way to live. You know how you kiss up to your boss? Well, its time to kiss up to my mother. Because she's not a mother. She's a boss.

The price you pay, when your mother is a career woman, and your father is a hermit crab.

I know one day I'll find my freedom. One day I'll be happy. It might not be now, but it'll come someday.

The Flurry..

2009-06-03T10:33:00.002+08:00

There are so many things to do. Yet again. Tests, ICAs, Hairstyling, Hair Extensions, Photoshoots, Editing. I've to get all these done and finished. I hope I don't die from this week.

Spendthrift is what I'm becoming. I'm turning into some kind of crazy shopaholic. Whenever I see a sale, I'll just grab something, even if I probably won't use it. This month alone, I've spent over $300 on myself alone. High maintenance much. But then, I got alot of things which I've wanted to get for the longest time. Like a bag for my hairstyling. Victoria's Secret merchandise. Shoes that are a hundred percent mine, and not used goods from my brother. Face products, which don't belong to my brother. Pants which fit me, and aren't too big or too small. Socks which match, and aren't two different colors.

I finally satisfied my wants. I slogged at work, but now I feel really happy, that I can get what I want, by myself, without asking my parents, or borrowing from my brother. And I pretty much am fully equipped for my hairstyling business. So now I'm content. But then, I look tired from all the slogging and studying. But its fine, eye creams and concealer pens do wonders. And what I bought now, I can keep forever. Whee.

Now, back to studying and slogging.

The Doormat..

2009-04-29T03:02:00.003+08:00

Some people just assume I'm a doormat. They assume I'm a second wheel. They assume I feel and know nothing, when they step all over me.

Stop putting up an act please. Just be who you feel you are. The more you act, the less I trust you. The more I don't trust you, the more I'd ignore you, until the point that you turn insignificant to me.

The Emptiness..

2009-04-28T01:53:00.003+08:00

I look at myself now. I look different. Different from when I stepped into poly for the first time. My nerdy curly hair flat ironed into smooth straightness, the fats which used to be on my face completely gone, clothes got better, more put together

I used to have nerdy curly hair, parted to one side with a puff in front, I wore baggy jeans, and T-shirts which looked liked I bought it from the wet market. I look back now, and I say to myself, big difference.

I used to think noone would ever like me, because of they way I looked, but I've changed and I look like this now, and I still feel the same way, in fact, even worse. I try so hard, and they doesn't even notice me. I'm still alone. Why do I feel even more empty then I ever felt before. I'm just waiting, waiting for someone to sweep me off my feet. I've seen them look, but they turn away. That's the most painful part, knowing that I'll never have a chance. So why am I still trying.

I have my friends telling me all the time its not my time yet. They say I'm different. They say the place and time I'm in just doesn't call for it. I'm different, and the place I'm in is narrow-minded. Maybe that's just it. Some people don't want different. Some people are scared to have different. Because of me being different, it brought me through places and experiences which I would have never experienced if I was like any other person on the street. But in this world, being different, can also mean being alone for the rest of your life.

So tell me, amidst all the glitz and glamour, there is still complete emptiness.

I've questioned, and I now have the answer. And it just saddens me, to be born this way, only to face such pain which I can only suffer in silence with.

Friday Bliss..

2009-03-23T01:46:00.008+08:00

Andy's Personal Selling: Friday Bliss

Hey everyone! I'm doing some Personal Selling once again. The theme this time is Friday Bliss, so check out these delicious food products for sale. The prices here are all discounted from NYP, so you can't get them at those prices at the regular outlets. For any order placements or enquiries, drop me a message!

Ritz Apple Strudel

*Ritz Apple Strudels vouchers will be given on 9 april onwards.

All vouchers valid for 12 mths from date of issue.
Walk-in collection outlets:

833 Bukit Timah Road #01-10 Royal Ville

Tel: 64693470

10 Anson Road#01-76 International Plaza

Tel: 62248216

Reservation Required Outlets:534 North Bridge Road

Tel: 63374381

267 Upper Thomson Road

Tel: 64586935

Gelare Ice-Cream

*Gelare Vouchers will be given on 9 april onwards. Present the vouchers at any Gelare stores to get your items.

*Vouchers vaild till 8 June 09.

Foodedge Gourmet

*Foodedge gourmet products collected from me from 9 april onwards.

The Baker's Story

Brownie Flavours: Cranberry cheese, Cheese, Mint cheese, Orange Cheese.

Collected from me from 9 april onwards.

For any enquries or to place any orders, please feel free to leave a message on my tagboard, or contact me directly via email to charmed_duff@hotmail.com. :)

The Separation Anxiety

2009-03-23T00:17:00.002+08:00

So today I got posted to Suntec City for work. Even though it was just for a day, I miss Tiong Bahru outlet like hell already. It was a nightmare today at Suntec. The management is so freaking strict, and so unwelcoming. The staff there are arrogant motherfuckers, and should really stick their heads in the hot oven. One thing I hate about working with all girls staff, is that they're damn bitchy and arrogant. I came, and noone even acknowledged or said Hello. They just pretended I wasn't there. Stupid Cibais. In that kind of working environment, I'd seriously hate coming to work.

When I was having training at Tiong Bahru, it was so relaxed, and the other staff there welcomed me with open arms. The aunties who were staff were so helpful they washed everything for me I didn't have to do anything but put stuff in the sink, and they always called me Ah Boy (wtf right. But heck it was endearing). The other two guys who were full time staff were damn patient with me even though I kept putting extra stuff in the customer's sandwiches, and they didn't even scold me or ask me to clean anything when I was there. They did everything for me, and I'd just watch. And the place has no politics or bitching everyone is ok with each other. In Suntec, I was washing up, and the manager was bitching about other managers to one of her Philipino staff (who looks like a minah yikes). Wtf. Way to be a good example.

I swear, if the Lido outlet I'm posted to is anything like the Suntec City one, I'm so demanding to go back to Tiong Bahru, or else, I'm going to quit. When I work, I want to be happy, not in some mean girls drama. Enough of that is happening in school.

The Button..

2009-02-20T14:25:00.002+08:00

I think I've pretty much reached my maximum tolerance level with some people. I'm through with those who are freaking oblivious to the fact that they pretty much are insignificant in this world. Those people need a reality check, and as much as I want to give it to them, it would show that I actually care about them. I used to be a little more tolerant, but after finding out that they actually talked smack in front of me in Chinese, my tolerance is pretty much gone forever.

Who the freaking hell do they think they are. Bitching about me in Chinese when I'm around? If you hate me, please don't hide it. Tell me to my face that you hate me, so I can hate you back, after which I can start my plan to make you miserable. :)

The Slater..

2009-01-12T23:00:00.003+08:00

Sometimes, its good to put up a nice fortress, so you will really know who to trust, and who not to. For these good few months, I found out that people have been taking advantage of me without me even knowing it. I have decided to keep everything surface now, keep it professional. Being stone might chase away people from your life, but its way better than getting used over and over again. And those who really want to know you, will care enough to break down that wall.

Wilhemina Slater. Hardened so much until she feels nothing for anyone. But look at her, rich, successful, glamorous. Sometimes you have to choose. Live for yourself, or live for others.

The Chi..

2009-01-12T02:16:00.002+08:00

I need to know what straightener them stylists use on them naturally afro haired celebs like Leona Lewis, Jordin Sparks, and Ashley Tisdale! It seems to work freaking miracles on their hair it always seem so straight, smooth, healthy and shiny after straightening, and it actually lasts the day! My current straightener is good, because it gets the hair really straight and smooth, but after a while, it tends to get a little poofy, especially if the hair is naturally dry and curly. I have the gut feeling that those stylists use a Chi Straightener or a GHD. Just look at Leona Lewis. She has naturally afro hair that's probably dry as hell from all the bleaching, and she can get shiny healthy curls or perfectly stick straight hair,which lasts. Tell me the secret!

Find me my miracle straightener, so I can unlock the secret to perfectly straight healthy hair. I love my current Korean one to bits, its the reason why my hair isn't a freaking poofball whenever I go out. But now I need to know how to get afro hair to look like the girls from Pantene. Hairstylist challenge, now I have to tackle it.

P.S I need to start doing heavy advertising! I have no idea where them customers have disappeared to!

The Motor Mouth..

2008-11-23T15:41:00.002+08:00

Some people just don't know how to keep their insulting comments to themselves don't they? They just HAVE to say it out loud, making the offended party lose all respect for them when they already had so little respect to begin with. What I'm trying to say is, someone's dead. I tried being nice, and you pushed it too far. Now the bitch is after you. You better run, and run fast.

Now I know why everyone hates this person. Its not them, its him. He might want to consider thinking with his brain and not his ass. Loser.

Step 1, ostracize. Step 2, destroy.

Personal Selling..

2008-11-18T01:13:00.011+08:00

Andy's Personal Selling : Christmas Bedazzled

Hey guys! I'm doing my Personal Selling as part of my attachment in NYP, so help me out alright. Please read through the post and feel more than welcome to buzz me should you have any enquiries or orders!

Singapore Zoo

Night Safari

*Ticket vouchers are valid for 3 months upon date of issue*

Sentosa Luge & Skyride

*Vouchers are valid till 31 March 2009*

Gelare

Beary Hip

*All purchases will come in the form of vouchers*

*Customers have to call respective outlets to order and verify before collecting*

*Orders must be made 3 working days in advance (excluding Saturday , Sundays and PH)*

*Last day of ordering and collection is 22 Dec 2008

Last day of ordering: 25 Nov 2008

Collection Date: 3 Nov 2008 (Collection dates are flexible)

For further enquiries, feel free to contact me at charmed_duff@hotmail.com, or for more immediate response, please call or text 94399982.

Thank you and welcome! :)

The Boring School Life..

2008-11-06T18:36:00.003+08:00

I swear my days in ELDC are damn boring. I just sit there and do nothing all day. I'm supposed to be doing flash, but I hate doing it, so I leave it to my leader to take care of that. I just draw things for the website. For the past week, everyone just sits and plays video games like couch potatoes. The highlight of my day today was doing PCD stripteases with Shikin in BSU and laughing in the jacket fitting room. I feel heavy today. I think it was last night's dinner.

I find confused people confusing. Just go straight to the point. They go back and forth and give mixed messages and I end up being all boggle minded trying to figure out this little crossword puzzle. Oh well who cares I'll just ignore them. Life is too short for confusion.

I need to keep my dignity. Time to be a fortress again. Heck them rumours. Bye.

The New Single..

2008-11-04T02:07:00.002+08:00

I love the new video by the Pussycat Dolls, "What'cha Think About That". Its like, the original PCD stripper concept all over again. I think Pussycat Doll fever is back.

Halloween was last friday, and I came as one of the Pussycat Dolls. Everyone thought I wasn't serious when I said I was going to do it, and I thought I wasn't either, but heck I just did it anyways in the spirit of Halloween. I can't run in heels. When I was walking around, one of my classmates from ELDC saw me, and he was shocked at first, but he gave me the thumbs up after seeing how short my pants were. And the reactions I got from some people were just classic.

Mat 1: "Eh that chick in red quite hot."
Mat 2: "That one boy la!"
Mat 1: "Sia la! Wasted sia!"

Danny: "Eh whose that chick in red?"
Andy: -turns around-
Danny: -falls onto the chair-
Andy: -ROFL!-

I got no mood to blog already. To see photos from halloween, add me on facebook. Bye.

The Growth..

2008-10-20T02:42:00.002+08:00

This month going to be ultra busy for me. Its a good thing I'm doing what I love. The trouble and sacrifice I make, but it is all worth it in the end.

The Workaholic..

2008-10-19T02:59:00.002+08:00

I'm going to die from overwork soon. Now the late nights are not from school projects, they're from the pre-preparation I have to do every night before going off to a hair appointment. Today I had 3 bookings. I slept at 4am preparing hair extensions and the tools, got up at 8am, and came home only at 9pm just now. And now I have to repeat the cycle, because one client wants her hair extensions done at 8am tomorrow, and I haven't prepared them yet.

Met Seha and Sirah at 9am to do their hair for their Jalan Raya. Saw all their sisters, and they all look alike wearing glasses! Their dad didn't know I was in the house, so had to run out of the house unnoticed. Luckily, I made it out alive.

Certain people just look better and better as they age. You've seen them a really long time back, and you say, "Meh." You see them now, and you say, "Wow."

Its ironic that last week, I was sleeping alot and yet I found myself looking really tired everytime I look in the mirror. Dull skin, dark circles, tired ageing face. I take hair supplements for 2 days and now I sleep 4 hours a day, and yet I wake up looking so fresh still. I guess I had vitamin defeciency.

I gotta go. Bye.

The Short Layers..

2008-10-18T03:14:00.002+08:00

I seriously want to kill my uncle right now. I went to his salon at FEP to cut my hair just a little bit shorter, and he pretty much chopped 6cm of hair off like I was some dummy head sitting in a chair. Now I remember why I never did go back to him after he completely dried out my hair from my first rebonding. HE NEVER KEEPS HIS PROMISES.

He promised me that my hair will be flowy and long before the cut, and now the layers are so short, they move ever so stiffly. I remember the first rebonding I did 2 years ago, he promised me naturally straight hair, and I came out with broom needles on my head. I don't care if he chopped the back short when I went there to cut my hair two days ago, but the whore touched my crown and fringe and now they have short layers, and when i move my head, its like I'm wearing a wig. I'M NEVER GOING BACK THERE AGAIN. And the haircut costed me $28 fucking dollars. I should've just gone back to Mine's Salon. At least there, I get a magazine, tea, and a stylist who LISTENS and gives me WHAT I PAY FOR. My uncle pretty much put a RECEIPT on the table and dared to ask me to pay first because he was CLOSING SHOP. SHITTY CUSTOMER SERVICE. I swear, when I become stylist, I'll never make any of the mistakes he made, because you'll just end up losing more customers than you can ever imagine.

DON'T EVER CUT YOUR HAIR AT JON SALON ON THE 5TH LEVEL OF FEP. YOU'RE JUST SETTING YOURSELF UP FOR A BIG RIPOFF.

My work here is done. I'm going to go take hair supplements and grow this wig out.

The Missing Half..

2008-10-14T01:54:00.002+08:00

I think I'll die during these 27 weeks of TEP. Henna won't be there with me anymore. And she's the only one in school, who can read me like a kamasutra book. Just when things were about to get really fun, NYP had to ruin everything and jumble us up. Change isn't always good.

I'm off to a rough start. Argh. Bye.

The Doormat..

2008-10-13T03:33:00.002+08:00

I guess some people think of me as a doormat, where they can step all over my head and use me to get what they want. I'm not stupid. You might want to look again, because the joke's on you. I'm using you right back.

Another valuable skill my mom has taught me. Bye.

The Catch 69..

2008-10-12T01:03:00.002+08:00

I think I better quickly phase off before I get sucked in. Whatever happened to the old days where I didn't know about anything. I was just an innocent spectator. I had to be a busybody and stick my nose in it. I want no part in this real life Mean Girls movie. I just want to watch while eating diet popcorn, because its amazingly entertaining. Its seriously like watching Laguna Beach, except its live and the people don't wear make up and have blah hair. You'd be surprised how someone can look so innocent, yet be so manipulative. Wow, I got the shock of my life when I found out.

I so badly want to colour my hair. But my mother isn't letting me do it. Argh.

Time to do some damage control. Bye.

The Blonding..

2008-09-12T03:10:00.003+08:00

My blog is open again. I decided that I was bored, so I opened it up.

First and foremost, I successfully did blonding! Not on myself, on my wig head. Its made of real hair, so it can be dyed and everything. It used to be brown, and I colored it until it became yellow blonde. Its damn difficult getting it to lighten up. On the first application, it became a lighter brown. Second application, brown blonde. Third application, barbie yellow blonde. I want to do another round of bleaching again to get it even lighter, like Ashley Tisdale.

Its hard to get this shade of blonde at home. Usually it turns out all orangey and gross and sometimes there isnt any difference at all. Whee I could do it. Here's some pictures.

The Blonding

Before

After

Okay I gotta go now. Bye.

The Nerve..

2008-08-13T17:29:00.002+08:00

I know where I stand
I know who I am
I will never run away
When life gets bad

I've got nerve.

The Distraction..

2008-08-09T04:30:00.002+08:00

Exams are less than a week away! And I'm still not in panic mode. I can still think about photoshoots. Why is this? I remember last exam I was in such panic mode, I was hyperventilating almost every day. I guess now the stakes aren't as high. Last exam, there was streaming, so the pressure was extremely high to beat everyone so I could get into the specialisation I wanted. Now, if I do bad, nothing will happen to me. Yeah right.

If I do badly, I'm going to probably have to retake the modules again, and Year 2's don't have sub-papers so I cannot fail at all costs. If I fail, I'll be left behind while all my classmates graduate. And everyone's going to laugh at me and call me a dumb bimbo. I need to wake up. NOW.

I don't care if I look hideous with extremely dark eye rings and crappy hair during these 2 weeks. I have time to recover after the exams have ended. Now, its time to mug.

Ok now I'm scared. I just opened my EFMA book, and I looked at the questions and went blank. God help me.

The Facade..

2008-08-04T21:15:00.005+08:00

Exam period is here. Wrong timing. I feel disoriented right now, the emotional traffic in my mind is driving me insane. I let the fortress down, and I got hurt. Really bad. Now, the fortress is back up, stronger than before, and noone is going to get in. Only I know my pain, noone else can feel it for me. Sometimes, being a bitch is the only way to prevent yourself from getting hurt. I'd rather feel nothing, than feel pain.

Trust yourself and don't give up, you know you're better than anyone else.

Time to do something for myself. The first step, is to kill those exams. I can do anything, and I can definitely get through this.

The Vision..

2008-08-01T01:13:00.006+08:00

Too little too late.

The Yearn..

2008-07-30T02:31:00.002+08:00

I suddenly want to go see Pussycat Dolls. Which means I want to go Singfest. Everyone wants to go. Which idiot would invite so many superstar groups all at once, when they know that Fort Canning can't hold the whole country's population. I want to go, but I'm kind of broke, and the date of the concert is way too near my exams.

I have a photoshoot for Andy&Weave this Friday, and I'm still not sure what hair I'm going to do on my model. Isn't life just peachy. And presentation for my EssCrm project is on Thursday, ICT report and slides due on the same day too, and I'm not even halfway done. Seriously, shoot me.

I'm so stressed I'm losing all my weight. After exams, I'm going to do my hair again, and eat like a fucking pig. So I'll have great hair, and a full stomach.

Bye.

The Euphoria..

2008-07-25T00:16:00.001+08:00

I'm so happy today. Finally, its going somewhere.

Bye.

The Headrush..

2008-07-24T01:06:00.002+08:00

I am in a daze now. I have so many projects to do and so many deadlines to meet, I don't know where to start. Its crazy. And I feel like I'm on a roller coaster, not knowing what I want to do, when to do it. My focus is blurred, and I need to get back on track.

I know what's going on.

Bye.

The Presentations..

2008-07-20T15:35:00.003+08:00

So many project deadlines. Argh!

Pussycat Dolls are coming to Singapore. I'm so sad I'm too broke to even see them. Its been a year since they last came out with anything, and their new single is real catchy. And the hairs are even better and sluttier. Whee.

7 months since I did my hair. Curly roots are popping out everywhere. I want to get my hair done again, because I'm getting tired of waking up so early to flat-iron my hair. I'm starting to take pity on my weave, being pressed at 180 degrees everyday. That's 70 degrees hotter than boiling water.

Bye.

The Scars.

2008-06-29T18:13:00.001+08:00

I'll be wearing these scars for everyone to see. Thanks bitch.

The Tired Nut..

2008-06-24T00:10:00.003+08:00

I should never go back to work at NYNY again. That place sucks me completely dry. I went back to school today, and everyone said I looked tired and lifeless. I fell asleep for two hours during lectures, and my nose was leaking and my eyes were sore. I think I looked 15 years older today.

Speaking of which, I find the China staff there really fucked up now. They're so spineless, and they can't use their freaking common sense to think. And there's this one bitch floor captain there whose apparently bias against Singaporean staff, she should burn in the depths on hell. Whore.

Bye.

The Chameleon..

2008-06-20T02:02:00.008+08:00

I was browsing through some old photos, and I noticed that my weight changes like a yo-yo. I was obese when I was young, then I became moderately fat, then I lost all the weight and became anorexic, then I started eating again and now I'm normal weight.

Fat

Super Thin

Now

Whee. Bye.

The Corpse Hair..

2008-06-15T20:01:00.003+08:00

I had a client come over to my house to fix in her extensions today, and she brought in her own real human hair extensions. I was in awe when I felt them, because they're so healthy and soft, its like chinese hair. And the clips hang on to your real hair real firm. I blew out her hair, with extensions in, and it didn't even budge. Which is amazing because I pull alot when I do blowdry. I shall use real hair from now on, and stop using synthethics. Sweet!

Bye.

The Work Sick..

2008-06-15T03:22:00.002+08:00

I'm getting a little sick of work. I had this bitch customer today who really had a problem with me. I didn't really care about her anyway, why should I right. I have an Andy&Weave customer coming to my house at noon tomorrow, and I still haven't cleaned up my room. I'm toast.

I finally got around to making an Andy&Weave gallery. The url is http://andyandweave.multiply.com.

I'm tired. Bye.

The Haircut..

2008-06-12T03:56:00.004+08:00

Today, I went to get a haircut at Hair Inn after work. I usually wait until my next rebonding and I'll cut my hair then, but I couldn't stand seeing my block hair. Before, it was blunt cut all over. The sides were straight cut, and the back was also straight cut, with no layers, hence no shape, and it looked like a broom. Bleargh.

I liked the layers, but was depressed, because my hair suddenly became rough and dry. I felt much lighter and I didn't look like a lesbian from the back anymore, but my hair really felt strawish. I went home, washed it, conditioned it, air-dried it, and now its all good. My hair is back to being soft again. I almost had a panic attack ok.

Bye. I have work tomorrow.

The Photoshoot..

2008-06-07T20:18:00.004+08:00

I had another shoot today with Seha and Sirah. Shahirah was the photographer. She's really good at what she does, I loved the shots. I was pretty calm during the hair preparation, but it was tiring because I didn't really eat anything in the morning, so now I'm shagged. I gave Sirah long hair extensions until her belly button, original length was a above shoulder. The extensions look like Sirah's real hair, its amazing. I did Seha's hair in a rockstar fashion, and I finally got that flat crown of hers to volume up. Check back Andy&Weave a fortnight from now to see it, because next week will be Renee's photoshoot release.

I have so many things to do. I just wish I had more time and energy. And I need to trim my waves at the back. Its getting messy, and I've no time to straighten it everyday.

Bye!

The Study Buddy..

2008-06-06T21:21:00.002+08:00

I actually studied for my EFMA test which I sat for today. Wow.

Bye!

The Hair Loss..

2008-06-04T21:46:00.003+08:00

Today, I left my bag of hair extensions in the lecture theatre, without even realising it. Luckily one of my classmates found it, and is giving them back to me. If not, I would've had major hair loss.

Yesterday we celebrated Adam's birthday at Gelare. The damn place was charging ten bucks for waffles and two scoops of ice-cream, and its supposedly half off for Tuesdays. I think its daylight robbery. It was a fun outing though, gave Adam his gifts, made fun of people, molested Hakim and saw everyone again! I have no pictures.

I no longer have cognitive dissonance, because my new curling iron made me happy! I brought it along to school today, wanting to test it on Henna's hair, but she refused as she hates curls so I tested it on the ever-so-willing Alicia instead. It makes Victoria's Secret-ish waves! Here's a preview.

Bye.

The Little India..

2008-06-03T03:40:00.001+08:00

Went on a field trip to Little India, to get my damn 32mm curling iron. Now, I'm suffering from cognitive dissonance. Grr.

My new weave rocks. It falls all the way down to my hips.

I should be studying business law. Bye.

The Body Clock..

2008-06-02T02:03:00.002+08:00

Because of MM ICA 1, and intensive pre-preparation for Andy&Weave clients, my body clock has been completely thrown off course for the past week. Sleeping at 6am, waking up at 2pm. And my eye circles are getting darker, and I keep feeling tired and moody. Good thing I fixed the damn clock. Apparently, running depletes your energy faster, and then it'll revert your sleep timing back to normal. For the first time in one week, its 2am, and I'm already sleepy.

Good Night world! I'm going to sleep.

The Danger Zone..

2008-05-29T02:30:00.006+08:00

I am now entering the ghetto zone. I better well stay rooted to my moral values and know who I am as a person, otherwise I will be easily influenced and thrown off track. I don't have anything against these people, I just don't do like what they do. I can't shun them, because from a business point of view, they give me good profits. I am clean, and intend to stay that way.

I had a photoshoot today with Rene, and she really really surprised me. I never knew she could give me such high fashion poses, complete with facial expressions and those legs of hers are just smoking hot. I'd definitely book her again. Whee!

Now I know who has issues with me. Fear has turned to anger, and I really don't know what his freaking problem with me is. Its like one of those conspiracy against people issues. Ok fuck you bitch!

Never listen to your heart, because your heart can't think.

Bye

The Shoot..

2008-05-26T21:21:00.006+08:00

I had a shoot today with I-sya. Shamsydar was the make up artist, and she did a great job with the sparkly diamonds and the bronzy skin and what nots. Henna was the great photographer as always. It was super humid and hot outside, and its lucky I-sya's hair didn't turn into a frizz ball. I haven't seen the frames yet, so I don't know what the pictures are like. Today was fun, but I'm so tired.

While Sham did make up, I got bored and did slut poses with the plank on the wall. Whee!

Bye!

The Deadlines..

2008-05-25T17:38:00.002+08:00

Deadlines all through the next 2 weeks. I feel pressure, but I really can't get myself to focus. I have three photoshoots next week, two models have confirmed with me, the other one I doubt will even show up. And I won't really bother to call her up, as I'm to lazy to curl one whole head of extensions for nothing. MM Report on L'Oreal due next Friday, BizFinance ICA 1 tomorrow.

Bye.

The Early Bird..

2008-05-23T17:16:00.001+08:00

I actually woke up at 8.30 am today. The day felt longer, and I felt like I got more things done. The reason I woke up so early was because I read some health article that you're supposed to eat alot early in the morning if you want to prevent tiredness and not get fat. And since I'm always tired and I hate fat, I tried it. And its great!

I did Dee's hair today for her graduation. Straightened out that nest on her head, and she left with her hair looking nice and naturally straight. So I decided to do an informal before/after with Rene since I already had my straightener on, and found out that she looks good straight. So I'm using her for a photoshoot next Wednesday. Here's a picture. She used to have like, frizzy waves.

Bye!

The Burn Out..

2008-05-21T20:10:00.005+08:00

I don't know what is happening to me nowadays. I feel fine in school, but the moment I come home, I am freaking exhausted. And my few hours I have at home before I sleep is crucial, as I have a thousand things to do. Its time to get Red Bull. Its my only hope.

My mother really pissed me off yesterday. I was already so exhausted and stressed up about the damn MM project, and the first thing she did when she came home was scream at me for not cleaning, when I already did. I screamed back, of course, because I know I wasn't in the wrong and it was my idiot brother's fault that he didn't do his part.

Apparently, only she can be stressed in this house, and only she has stress at work. Everyone else is obligated stay at home and clean the house and should never feel tired or stress, and to her, school is just a part-time thing where you can choose how much you get for ICAs, and you can choose your grades when you sit for exams, and you can choose wether or not to come to school.

Bye.

The Comment..

2008-05-18T20:26:00.002+08:00

Went to do Farah Frecks' hair today at VCH, saw many band people and Monster Gloss. Saw him and ignored him, and its no secret that I don't like him. He's the reason I left band in Sec 2 anyway. He saw me setting Farah's hair, and he opened his mouth and said to her, "Beauty isn't everything". So technically he's trying to say I'm wasting my time. Bleargh, who cares about that fat conductor anyway.

Bye!

The Feedback..

2008-05-17T03:53:00.003+08:00

I did it. I sucessfully straightened out six girls' hair, who were curly-based. I was surprised to find that the texture of Indian hair was actually really soft. After I straightened and blew out their hair, it was really shiny and natural looking. Shaza's hair was challenging, she has naturally coarse curls, and there was steam everywhere when I did hers, but it turned out successful anyways.

I liked their hair, but I really don't know if the girls were satisfied with it. They didn't seem overly excited, most of them just said thanks and went off. Now I don't know if I did good or bad. Hmm.

Bye.

The Bookings..

2008-05-16T10:38:00.003+08:00

Argh I think peak month is coming! Many people started booking me for hairstyling. Today alone, Wari booked me to straighten out 6 girls hair, and I'm doing a test-run for curls for another customer. On Sunday, I'm doing Farah's hair for her musical, and next week I got 4 pending bookings. I think I'm going to die today. Six girls, all wanting straight hair. I hope they have obedient hair, otherwise its going to take long.

Wish me luck, I'll need it. Bye.

The Tracks..

2008-05-13T03:04:00.002+08:00

Yay! I finally downloaded the actual Victoria's Secret runway remix tracks. I had to buy it ok, but it was worth it. Now I don't have to use lousy songs for runway shows. I want to organize another one! Its stressful shit, but the few hours before the actual show are the most fun, running around prepping the costumes, getting made-up and hair done, and shaking in the chair from anxiety.

I hope you're happy. I hate you now. I tried, and you didn't bother. Now, I'll ostracize you.

Bye.

The Runway..

2008-05-10T01:27:00.002+08:00

Had Stage Arts Night! It was bloody brilliant. Even though I spent most of the time preparing for the High Fashion Runway Show, it was a lot of fun. I got to do make up for the first time on Kenneth, and I really didn't know what I was doing so I just drew here and there and it turned out fine. I got made up, and some SA peeps said I looked like the devil with hair and make up courtesy of Seha. I curled my hair the night before, and after Seha teased it it was really so voluminous. Great!

I gotta go. Why won't you look at me! Grr. Bye.

The Miracle..

2008-05-08T02:19:00.002+08:00

I've been scorching my hair alot this past month. Heat styling every morning at 180 degrees celsius. Blow-drying, straightening, curling, and the works. I was expecting third-degree hair damage, but I notice my hair is still doing well . I wash it, and then I sit in front of the fan and wait for it to dry and its still really soft, and shiny. It must be because of my secret weapon. I never knew it was that great!

Having wireless connection at home is awesome. I get my work done really quick, because I have access to all the resources online. And its my laptop, so noone else can touch it. Whee.

I hate being given so many responsibilities! Let me focus on my schoolwork, I need to pull up my GPA!

Bye.

The Year 2..

2008-05-04T12:03:00.004+08:00

My first week as a year 2 student was tiring. My new class is cool, everyone's friendly and super studious. Can you believe it, first week of school and I'm already preparing for ICA projects. And I do tutorials!

Hey y'all! Check out what I got! Its nice and long.

I gotta go. Bye.

The Roots..

2008-04-22T02:34:00.002+08:00

Argh my roots are coming in. Time to bring out the hot tools and prepare for some heat damage. I'll just keep doing my roots until I rebond again. In June? I dunno.

I'm moving again. I hate packing. I have so much junk that I don't use anymore, and I feel like leaving them behind. I'll just bring my school books, clothes, shoes, hot tools and hair products. I have very little things.

Bye.

The Confusion..

2008-04-21T06:28:00.008+08:00

I don't know what I'm feeling now about what happened at work. Angry, envious, tired, frustrated, whatever. I tried calling someone twice, but apparently her phone was dead. Great timing.

Today at work, there was this little girl who was so cute. She was singing some song and it was We'll Be Together by Ashley Tisdale. See la, so young already sing some unknown song about being together. I bet she'll have a boyfriend by 4 years old.

Where's my other half? Bye.

The Leave..

2008-04-20T00:54:00.002+08:00

8 more days till I quit. I'll be sad on my last day. Bao Mei is leaving on Monday because she's going to the Downtown East outlet. No more free drinks from the bar. Sigh.

I realise, some people don't know how to shut their trap. Well, I wanted to get angry, but its all good now, because I realise that the person is quite ugly.

Bye!

The Extensions..

2008-04-17T19:44:00.002+08:00

I touched so many people's extensions today! I never knew it was so popular here. The extensions looked natural and everything, but when I got a closer look, most of them are tangled at the roots. And it looks damn painful because alot of them had clip in metal rings to secure the extensions. I want to get blonde ones, but after seeing the metal clips upclose, I'd rather use clip ins.

Brought Andre to school today for CCA Club Crawl. Its great, people played with him and I could do hair in peace. I should bring him to school more often. And some random NYP students helped me take condiments at McDonalds just because they saw I had a baby with me and my hands were full. Usually they let me die on my own.

Bye.

The Fatigue..

2008-04-16T23:36:00.002+08:00

Been really tired lately. I don't even know why. I guess working four days straight, coming home late and waking up early is taking a toll on my body. I'm probably going to stop the weekend before school starts. I'm going to miss that place, especially Hanim! She's the only colleague who entertained me with sexual malay vulgarities during shift. Classic.

When you find your bff boring, find a new one! They're everywhere! Bye.

The Fortnight..

2008-04-14T20:03:00.002+08:00

Two weeks left before I school begins. I don't want to quit working! This job is perfect. It allows any hair, it has flexible hours, its near my house, and the people there are great. The pay isn't so great but heck, at least I'm happy when I work. Oh well.

Yes, new episodes of Suite Life are on the way! Ashley's hair looks way long.

Bye!

The Health..

2008-04-10T17:02:00.003+08:00

Today I went out with my baby brother. My aunt got sick and tired of taking care of him, so she kind of quit, and now its my job. I brought him out to the Science Centre after sending my notebook to repair. In the Science Centre I saw this blood pressure machine thing, and I remembered trying it when I went there when I was 11, and I had a really high blood pressure reading (195 systolic). I was very fat you see. I measured myself again, and now I have normal blood pressure (145 systolic). Amazing! They should put me in those before after photos.

I don't get why my aunt hates taking care of my brother. It was fun today because I brought him to the human body section and he got scared and ran everywhere and I was laughing my ass off.

Bye.

The Sickness..

2008-04-07T22:56:00.002+08:00

I woke up with a bad sore throat and flu. I feel like crap now. And I got work tomorrow! Great, lets hope I don't sneeze during order-taking. Argh, I hate being an incubus of viral plague.

I've become like Ashley Tisdale. I do my hair everyday. Is it tiring or what. At least I don't take three hours like her, I take 15 minutes. The things I do.

Bye.

The Poverty..

2008-04-05T16:11:00.005+08:00

Why am I working so little next week! Three days only, five hours each time. My pay is going to be peanuts. Anyway, works been great. Really friendly staff, they teach me patiently as I'm new. The place was really busy today though and I ran like a crazy bitch.

My hair looked great today! Not flat, smooth, and shiny. On the right day too, I faced many customers today. Imagine having bad hair while taking orders. -Insert horrified face-

I want to work more! Its the first job where I'm underworked. Hyatt paid well, but I suffered from swollen feet and hyperexhaustion after every shift, and I hate the people.

The Job..

2008-04-01T20:37:00.002+08:00

I'm finally working again. My workplace is really near my house. I can just walk there, so I save tons on transport. I'm currently at New York New York. Its great, because they didn't bother about me having long hair, and the manager's friendly. And I didn't get slaved like I did at Hyatt. I hate the captains at Hyatt they should suck their own dicks.

Bye.

The Make Up..

2008-03-29T17:29:00.002+08:00

My make-up virgin face touched make-up today during CCA practice! Well, at least it wasn't real make up, it was face paint and eyeliner and stuff. I was made up into a cat today. It was real nice, but I hate sitting still!

Bye.

The Comedians..

2008-03-28T16:01:00.003+08:00

I was feeling bored today, so I went to see old videos. I came across the ANTM spoof that me, Hakim, Sarah and Adam made last year in April, and 31,386 people viewed it and 47 of them favourited it and people kept commenting that the video is funny shit. What so funny I don't get it! Too bad we didn't continue doing it though, otherwise we'd be Youtube Stars.

Watch it! I was Tyra, Anchal and the Hair Guy. Hakim's Melrose, Eugena and Brandi. Sarah was Natasha and Monique.

Bye!

The Delay..

2008-03-26T18:03:00.003+08:00

I colored and styled Henna's hair today. Was damn tiring her hair was so long! Too bad we didn't make it a photoshoot, because the hair was nice. Heck, it looked exactly the same as the one I did for her, except now its a different colour.

I need to start photoshooting again. Two weeks have gone and no updates. This time, I'm doing it in an air-conditioned place. Humidity puts me off mood. Anyone wants to model? Tag me.

Bye.

The Color Pulse..

2008-03-25T18:17:00.005+08:00

I want to do color! My hair is already so freaking fragile, it'll probably be damaged for life if I color it. Oh well, sometime, I'll go and do it. I have to color blonde once. My mom went to a level 9 blonde before, and the color was nice, although slightly dry.

Color Pulse is great! Its semi-permanent. Can do purple.

Bye.

The Product..

2008-03-24T18:08:00.002+08:00

I rode on a motorbike again today. Its a real time-saver. Woohoo.

I finally used hairspray. After 7 months of not spraying. I usually don't put anything on my hair, because it causes build-up which will lead to frizz and lacklustre. My hair really doesn't like to stay, it flies everywhere. I got pissed and sprayed, and my hair stayed put for the day.

Bye!

The Unemployment..

2008-03-22T02:37:00.002+08:00

Why doesn't anyone want to engage in my service huh?! Everybody tags and keeps saying they love my work, and will call me up soon, but its been a month and no one has booked a real appointment with me. I had an appointment last week, but she cancelled on me and I don't know why.

I guess the real question I'm asking is. Am I not good enough for them?

The Motorhead..

2008-03-21T17:38:00.002+08:00

I hopped on to a motorcycle today. It was fun hanging on for dear life. I rode with my brother on his motorbike, and whenever he turned, I felt like I was going to fall off the bike. One thing's for sure, you can never fall asleep riding a motorbike.

The Color Bar..

2008-03-21T02:36:00.003+08:00

I did my mom's hair colour today. I've entered a hair colouring phase. I took her hair from light brown to natural black, and the end result was awesome. No patches, the colour was even, and I learnt the trick on how to apply the dye evenly so that her roots got the color too. I also blew-dry for volume, so now her hair looks thick, shiny and black. She said to me, "Very Good Job." My mom never says that.

I can't wait to do Henna's colour next week. Its exciting to learn something new and actually be good at it. Whee!

The Aggression..

2008-03-20T02:41:00.007+08:00

I'm pissed. I advertised Andy&Weave at some girl's blog, and her close fag friend immediately replied and said that I should really get lost because she already has a hairdresser, which is him. Ha, are you fucking kidding me! I know the guy and all he fucking knows is how to wax his hair and use a stupid tail comb. He thinks he's better than me just because he teases hair for Dance Club. Does he know hair extensions? No. Does he know how to use a curling iron? No, I think he'll put it up his ass. Stupid. Happy dancing bitch, I hope you fall off the stage.

I'll get the last laugh. Years from now, when you're in your living room watching reruns of yourself dancing in a tutu, I'll be backstage at the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show. You just wait, idiot.

Now I know why I never became friends with people like these. Superficial, snobby, stupid.

Bye.

The Colour Job..

2008-03-19T18:22:00.004+08:00

Today, I did a hair colour job. Nuriman paid me to do his colour for him, and I thought I'd make mistakes, but it turned out fine. I lightened his hair from black to a copper brown shade, and it was cool because I put in some dimension instead of just having a flat uniform color. After I finished blow-drying and such, the hair was like shiny and the colour really came out. An achievement man. Next week is Henna's turn. Colour plus straightening. Whee.

I'm going to have the same classmates next year! Majority of my class chose CRM, so we all ended up in the same class again. But there'll be new people, definitely.

Bye!

The Grade..

2008-03-19T00:47:00.002+08:00

Got my results five minutes ago! The outcome was quite shocking. Those which I mugged for since study break, I got a mediocre grade. Those which I crammed the night before while high on red bull, I got a good grade. Say whaaat?!

I'm bloody happy! You know why? I got into CRM, the specialisation which I wanted! And you know what else is great? Henna is in the same class as me. So I'll be seeing her photographer face for the next two years until we graduate. So endless photoshoots and I can see her hair grow until the floor.

Bye!

The Comedian..

2008-03-17T02:25:00.002+08:00

Ha! I was looking through the frames for my recent photoshoot and I remembered a few freaking fcuking funny moments. The three top models were on the stairs thingy, and they were sitting. Here's how the conversation went.

Ida: Eh Seha, put your head in my lap ah.
Andy: Ya, do that, like those magazine models all.
Seha: Sirah you put your head on my lap also!
Sirah: Haha! Kiter ni dah nak jadi les-bi-an! (We're gonna be lesbians!)
Henna: (looking through the camera) Eh, like porn sia!
Andy: (rolling on the floor laughing)

Bye!

The Skill..

2008-03-16T03:10:00.003+08:00

Had another photoshoot today with the twins and Ida. Maybe I should change it up and make the models pose in a fountain. I'm getting bored with white walls.

I don't know why, but the aunties who work in salons are pros at blow-drying! When they blow-dry, the hair is just so bouncy and volumised and what not. They can even make curls using a blow-dryer and a brush, and it'll last all day. The other time when I had my hair done, the auntie blew-dry my hair inwards and she did it perfectly. I tried doing it, but I just suck at it. It looks the same as when I didn't do it. But the aunties love pulling your hair like there's no tomorrow. Its their pledge.

I'm tired. Bye!

Stranded..

2008-03-14T12:34:00.001+08:00

Fallen head over heels. And I used to think I was stone. This hurts.

The Poses..

2008-03-11T22:06:00.015+08:00

Had a photoshoot today with Aisha. Henna was the amazing photographer, as usual. It was fun, because I asked her to do weird poses and she obliged. I haven't uploaded the shoot yet on Andy&Weave though. I'm dead tired right now. Try checking back tomorrow.

Bride of Chucky.

Bye.

The Blonde Ambition..

2008-03-10T15:53:00.004+08:00

I need to make my vision a reality soon, or I'll continue beating myself up about it. I've always wanted to do Christina Aguilera 1940's inspired hair, but its one of the hardest styles to do. There's a complicated technique to how the hair is curled, and I'm trying my best to learn it.

One more showed his true colours. Nice knowing you.

Seeing Double..

2008-03-09T21:58:00.006+08:00

Had a photoshoot yesterday with Seha and Sirah. It was a twin shot, so it was cool. It was lots of fun, but exhausting because I only had 4 hours of sleep the night before. For the full shoot, click Andy&Weave.

Double Team!

Bye!

The Shoot..

2008-03-05T03:26:00.004+08:00

Had a hair photoshoot with Henna today. Am completely exhausted! I had my first try at photography, and it was tiring diving down and up to get the right frame. To check out the shoot, click Andy&Weave.

A model's life isn't that glamorous.

Bye!

The Tolerance..

2008-03-05T01:52:00.004+08:00

Was attacked by two bitches with similar mouthing habits whom I thought were my friends in a span of two days. Makes me wonder, if they're just using me for their sick entertainment. Well, I've been tolerating, and if they keep their act up long enough, I'll fuck their self-esteem over and under, even if it means completely ruining the entire relationship.

Don't try me. I've been patient.

The Website..

2008-03-04T03:40:00.001+08:00

I finally created a website for my hair business. After so long. I've been in front of the computer since ten p.m editing and stuff, so now my butt is sore. Check it out here.

I'm tired. Bye.

The Try Out..

2008-02-29T15:38:00.005+08:00

I was bored as hell, so I tried to see what the whole Facebook hype was about. When I signed up, it was so bloody confusing and I got tired after a while, so I deactivated my account ten minutes after registration.

I'm bored. I can't be bored on a leap day! I'm dying here.

I gotta go. Bye.

The Oil Rig..

2008-02-28T21:33:00.002+08:00

My head is an oil rig now. I'm not supposed to wash my hair for three days, and today when I was supposed to go wash, I became lazy. Isn't it nice to just wear a shower cap and not bother about your hair. It don't itch or anything, it just looks wet.

Today I went out first to meet with Sarah, Hakim and Alia to hang out around town. Ate. Then we met Adam and went to this Formula One exhibit where there was a race-car simulator machine. Alia and Adam tried it, and the host kept referring to Alia as the "tudung girl" and he told her to "hold on to her tudung" when she got impatient. Lol! Walked some more, laughed really loudly, ate again, and went home after that. Will post pictures soon as I get them. It was fun, but I'm tired!

I gotta go drag my ass to shampoo. Bye!

The Freedom..

2008-02-27T17:48:00.002+08:00

I feel so free and without a care in the world. My hair isn't giving me problems anymore. I wake up, and it looks exactly the same as when I went to sleep. No more application of oils, no more serums, no more expensive hair masks. Whee. And it feels really soft. I ditched the emo fringe crap I used to have, as my face changed and it makes me look like a retard now.

I need to recover my money tree. Anyone wants expensive shampoos going cheap? Its for curly and permed hair, and since I don't have curls anymore, I don't need it. I have the Tigi Catwalk Curls, and Kerastase Elasto Curl range. Tag for contact.

I gotta go now. Cheers to hassle-free hair days. Bye.

The Boredom..

2008-02-23T17:46:00.002+08:00

Its less than a day after exams and I'm already bored as hell. Yesterday I was all panicky and stressed out before marketing paper, and after the paper ended, everything became bland. I have nothing to do, nowhere to go. The only thing on my agenda is getting my weave done on Monday. Oh wells.

I'm so damn bored.

Bye.

The Cloud..

2008-02-22T19:50:00.004+08:00

EXAMS ARE OVER! I feel really relieved, like a huge weight has been lifted off. I've been torturing myself for the past week, surviving on five hours of sleep a day and memorising lecture after lecture. Yesterday, I stayed up till 6 am studying marketing. I wanted to sleep so bad but I didn't allow it, and I got bone chills. But it was worth it.

Party time! Somehow after all the torture I've been through, slacking suddenly isn't as boring. Its as though I earned it. Whee!

Bye!