Average Day

Today I finally made it to my shopping appointment with Amanda. I would say it was a GOOD day cause every shopping day is a good day, but I had a little incident at lunch which pretty much ruined it for me.

I ate KFC popcorn chicken which I loveeeee and hadn't eaten in months cause the one in Malaysia seems to be all skin and tendons and no meat and is disgusting. Halfway through the meal I complained about gastric pains to Amanda, and promptly lost my appetite.

However, 5 minutes later it was evident that my tummy discomfort was not simply a case of gastric as I excused myself and rushed to the public toilet and had diarrhea.

Sorry. I don't know any nice and eloquent way to describe anything involving sloppy faeces.

Anyway, I felt really dizzy and faint on the way to the bathroom and there was 3-person-long queue so I had to wait. Although there were many stalls, the line was not quick enough and...I pooped in my pants.

KIDDING!

Nah, I just felt really faint and over my dead body would I lean on a filthy bathroom wall, so I resorted to squatting on the floor and rubbing my head, willing my vision to return to normal.

Yea yea, no biggie, you say. But squatting generally isn't an accepted practice in Melbourne, while you can see squatters (ha) everywhere in Malaysia.

So you could say I was garnering plenty of weird looks.

Sigh.

I didn't feel well even after that so I had to squat at the tram stop smack dab in the middle of the main road too. Fantastic!

Nah, a little dizziness and an upset tummy won't put me off shopping.

I felt rather sick and looked pale and felt horrible.

That is, until I met (yes, met - it was almost like a person and I fell in love) a pair of lovely purple sneakers. OMG.

Fake converse la. But who gives a shit when it's PURPLE?

Eagerly, I pulled a size 9 from the shelf and tried it on. Too small.

I grabbed a size 10.

AND IT DIDN'T FIT!

WTF I AM BIG FOOT!

(*@&(@^$*&@^$@(*$^&@(*

:'(

Nevermind. I bought 10$ hoodie from the guy's section in Factorie and it doesn't matter that it's huge cause it's SO warm and comfy. I love it very much. :) Maybe I can share it with Sam also. HAHA.

So my mood was pretty much improved with that one purchase. (My mood is directly proportional to the amount of purchases in a single trip.)

I was gonna blog about Vindaloos for Violence night or whatever it is. Violence against Vindaloos said Daryl HAHA.

But all it really was, was a night to support the Indian community in Melbourne while they face abominable hate crimes. :( Kena beaten up gaogao because they're a shade darker than those beach-crazy sunburnt Aussies.

ANYWAY. We're supposed to eat vindaloo (I can't even spell it) which is some kind of Indian dish tonight to show our support.

But I had tandoori chicken and mango lassi.

Which took a whopping 90 minutes to come. Hooray for small businesses and unexpected surges in customers.

I was going to dive facefirst into the food when it came, as they failed to provide us with eating utensils but I managed to restrain myself. Unlike my sis who grabbed and drumstick and devoured it with relish.

Ok, there was no point to the story but most blogs have no point anyway. At least my blog has more point that yours.

Blah blah blah. I'm sleepy so I don't make much sense.

So I'm signing off now. Buhbyez.

Day 3:

Stoned face frozen on webcam with my new hoodie on. Cute right the hoodie? Rainbow sial. :D Eh? But it's for guys...does that mean I'm wearing a gay hoodie? -_- Whatever la it's damn cute. Byebye.

Unfruitful shopping day

Relatively la. I was damn hyped up for shopping day (happens about once a month) and there were no good deals AT ALLLLLLL.

(@*&$*@^#

For once I had quite a nice-sized chunk of money left in my bank account and I was all geared up to go major shopping - stuff to bring home in Nov, yea!

Abuthen I only bought 2 things lo.

1 kid's necklace from Diva, cause it was 2/3 price off and I like unihorns.

1 b&w striped halter top that I wanted to buy last time but it was 12 dollars and I refused to. Today it was 3 for 10 but I didn't see any 2 other pieces that I liked so I bought just one piece for 5 dollars. -___-

Oh, and I bought a bape t-shirt for my boyfriend. Damn cute got 2 blue teddies in front. I hope he likes it ahahah. Also wanted to buy it last time but decided not to in case he didn't like it.

Anyway it was an impulse buy. Being one of the last shops before our (me and Manda's) tram ride home, it screamed my name and immediately I hunted for that t-shirt.

It was still there! They only had one last time also aahahah it's too well-hidden (it's in a prom dress/jeans shop o_O)

And I bought it because I hate going home (nearly) empty handed and I decided I'd MAKE him wear it even if he thinks it's too cute for a guy (at least the teddies are blue.)

OHH! I visited several perfume shops today to hunt for Sam's perfume to see if it was cheaper here (it wasn't) and I sprayed a copious amount of it (CK Escape) onto my wrist.

Bloody nozzle squirt so much I donno for what. Got one dripping puddle there.

Anyway, when I let it dry and air out a bit, I couldn't stop sniffing it cause it reminded me so much of my boyfriend. Waaa T__T

I sprayed the sampling paper to take a strip home and stuff it in my pillows, lumzhum, pajamas, bag, etcetc sniffable items.

AHAHHAHA damn pathetic right!

But it makes me feel happy ^__^ Good memories buuhahahha.

When I did that the first thing that popped into my mind was when Mia from the Princess Diaries got a sample of Drakkar Noir so she can smell Josh 'in the privacy of her own home.'

At the time I thought she was bloody batshit crazy, but now ohhhh how I understand your feelings, Mia :O

Oh oh and I sprayed CK Free on my other wrist. I like this one a lot :x Hopefully I can buy for him next time so I can always sniff it.

So on one hand I smelt like my boyfriend, and on the other I smelt like what he would possibly smell like in the future. (Lame pun ABSOFUCKINGLUTELY intended. Such a sad shopping day must give allowance for being lame.)

Anyway, I headed home with only 3 purchases and felt very low - shopping low! Damn horrible. Opposite to shopping high, where one feels euphoric and returns home like a triumphant hero returning from war, wielding bags of shopping like her sword stained with blood of enemies...

Meh.

Amanda was going to go clubbing - Halloween themed night. Briefly considered going but felt repulsed by the thought of getting drunk amidst a crowd of strangers in a unihorn/bunnie/angel costume.

Nahhhh, stay home and geek together with my boyfriend better la. :3

On the way home, I went to buy McD fries and a drink to refuel before heading to the bookstore to pick up art magazines.

(For what else do I love besides my family, my boyfriend, gaming, art, shopping, chocolate and dogs? READING!)

I bought a copy of Desktop and ImagineFX after flipping through them for a while (to absorb the bookwormy atmosphere there.)

ImagineFX is such a gorgeous magazine. Even if I didn't read and find their advice and tips on digital painting useful, it'd be worth it just to sit and stare those beautifulllll pictures. *__*

It was the first art magazine I bought when I went to US - it cost a bomb and basically it was what inspired me to do Digital Art (besides gaming.)

Blablabla. I don't even know where I put it now. HAHA.

So I paid for both (costs 30 dollars wtfbbq should subscribe cheaper lah) and walked home in the AWESOME weather.

It was exactly like Msia on a rainy day. Not cold nor warm but COOL AND WINDY.

I was imagining holidaying on a beach in the evening for the whole walk home. In fact, the weather was so freaking awesome that I parked my ass down on a bench on the street and started reading my new magazines while the breeze tickled my bare legs. Today was the first day I wore shorts without leggings in MONTHS.

Halleluya.

Ahh. This is what enjoying life means.

Oh yeah, on the way home, as I was waiting for the pedestrian light to turn green, one middle-aged woman riding a bike pulled to a stop next to me.

She looked at me. I looked at her.

She burst out laughing.

"OH I LIKE WHAT YOUR SHIRT SAYS!"

"Oh thank you :)"

"It's so true! Oh that's really good. I always meet Mr. Wrong. Oh! Hahahaha! Oh that's absolutely genius!"

"Well, it was true once."

"Hahahaha that's really a good one. I like it very much! Don't worry, one day you'll meet someone nice!"

"Oh, yeah. I DO have a boyfriend already!"

"That's nice! Good for you!"

The light turned green and she rode off with a grin, still laughing to herself.

Well, if that didn't make my day, I don't know what will.

Nice friendly strangers hohoho, that's one thing I love about this place.

Unlike my lecturer who just blatantly stares for such a LOOONG time whenever I wear my other shirt which reads "daytime sleeper, all night lover."

(What? It was five bucks and I thought it was a gag. Bloody comfortable to boot.)

Then, she loudly announces to the now-distracted class:

"Oh, I'm so sorry! It's just that...whenever I see that shirt...I just...oh sorry. Some things are just meant for young people."

Then she dips her head and talks to her papers on the desk - without looking at me:

"That must be a hard standard to live up to."

*silence*

Well fuck you and may I have you know that I have a very willing boyfriend to help me LIVE UP TO THAT HIGH STANDARD thank you very much!

Old hag.

She mustn't have gotten laid for decades. But let's not start being mean and petty. (SHE STARTED IT! Waa waa waa.)

Anyway there should be more nice ladies on bicycles around. :)

Now I'm hot and sticky (humid weather for once o_O) but I refuse to bathe for I'm afraid of losing that smell. *___*

1 more month and I can smell it on it's proper owner. *_________*

Am coming home soon.

Random Update

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Pics

As someone requested, pictures:

Cause I love Sheepy, my second child.

My not-so-new sunnies. New last semester la.

Yes that's a pimple. Fuck photoshop and fuck your fake flawless skin, I'm human, I have pimples one ok. @__@

Free Boost Juice because I'm Stephanie. Thank you Den for naming me as such. Btw, Boost has an outlet in KLCC food court. Dunno nice or not but the Aussie one owns.

Slurp.

New top and shorts. No, they aren't meant to match, I was trying them on only. Yes I'm aware that I'm still bony and my hair is as messy as ever. I should learn how to smile and be more girly. Still look like I wanna tagao ._.

But whatever, I got a bf looking like this anyway so sucks to you ^___^v

New coat 20$

New boots 45$

No I'm not that interested in learning how to pose unless you pay me to model. I love my coat.

Okay that's all I don't take many pictures, so enjoy what you have.

Byebye I pergi buat kerja damn late edi.

Good night. :)

Retail Therapy

Went shopping with Amanda and Jen on Friday after school, although I felt physically and emotionally exhausted. After all, isn't shopping the miracle female cure-all? (Although it's likely to be only temporary; effect reversed after checking your bank balance.)

Bought very un-Stephanie like clothes to wear back in Malaysia. Can't wear them now cause it's still cold out and the clothes are bloody thin/short.

Bought:

A casual plain black strapless cotton summer dress - $7.50

Description is deceiving. So long but the dress is plain nia.

A pair of shorts in a beautiful bluey-green with minimal magenta trim - $8

Most expensive but it fits me so well I couldn't help it. I'm still a US size 0 -_- Amanda wanted it and found it initially so I felt a bit bad running off with it gleefully but it wasn't her size anyway oh well.

2 thin cotton halter tops with lace trim at the bottom - 2 x $5 = $10

I started showing interest in halter/sleeveless tops once I discovered putting on weight hid most of my awful poky collarbones. I still look skinny but not emaciated anymore so whattheheck lots of Msians are skinny anyway so why can't I wear them also?

Bought one white one black and I love them, though I have no idea what to wear them with.

A silver and black hairband - $3

Don't normally wear elastic hairbands cause they normally give me headaches, but this was so pretty and cheap and $2.95 - yea fell for the 'didn't round up' marketing shit - and I could share it with Den anyway so it's worth it.

2 sets of bikini ties - 2 x $1 = $2

So pointless but so cute! They're actualy bikini ribbons that you add on to your bikini - 1 in the middle of the top and 1 for each side of the bottom. Decoration ma.

Then I totally forgot that my bikini bottom is the skirt type and so I couldn't tie them on anyway. =_= And also the top was too thick and the ribbon couldn't go round BLABLABLA abcde.

Tied them on Sheepy and Butt and they look adorable so whatever la. Can put on my new hairband also haha.

And.....

That brings the total amount of damage of to: $30.50

But I rounded up most of the prices so it's likely to be 29-something.

So much stuff for under $30! I damn pro wei. I calculated the shit without discount (also rounded up) and it totals $157

Got mom's jeans genes la. :)

A while back I also bought a beautiful off-white spring coat for $20 and knee-high faux leather boots for $40.

HAPPY STEPH! :D

Luckily I have Amanda who's willing to shop all the time and actually buys stuff instead of looking.

Shopping alone or with a relentless window-shopper = a bit sien after a while.

Yay for Amanda! Yay for shopping!

Bwahahaha.

Blah blah blah

Random event #1:

I went to Hungry Jack's (Aussie version of Burger King) with Amanda for late lunch a few days ago and saw a homeless man enter the restaurant and start rummaging around plastic bags and trash.

He bent down to pick something up and his pants fell around his butt! AHHH!

And he was wearing thongs!

DOUBLE AHHH!

No no no no T_T My retina has been scarred.

He just pulled it up nonchalantly and continued his forage for treasures.

Den said maybe that's the only underwear he's got and I felt a bit bad. He's a homeless guy after all. But if I were homeless and found a random g-string lying around I'd rather go commando than have a dirty piece of cloth wedged between my butt cheeks.

I wonder how his balls felt? :S

Random event #2:

I went to watch Katy Perry on Friday night (tix were a bday present from Den) with Den and Amanda and there were these 2 HUGE - okay 6 foot 2 at least - guys with their small entourage of girls/girlfriends standing next to Amanda.

During Hot n Cold the guy started getting aggressive and dancing around wildly, swinging his shoulders and stepping back and forth.

Poor Amanda got pushed around until she abandoned her spot and went to stand between me and Den.

Of course, that left that huge lunk of meat right next to me.

He starting knocking me around, so I tapped his shoulder. He had the audacity to turn around, give me a huge smirk and proceed to rock left and right even more vigorously, completely obscuring my view from the stage by swinging into my line of sight.

I gave him a small push as warning and he shoved his shoulder into my face. Assfuck.

Then I gave up reasoning with the complete idiot and grabbed him from the back by his shoulders and shoved him as hard as I could out of my way.

He was obviously freaking heavy - he had a build like those smaller rugby players - but I think I caught him by surprise and he stumbled slightly and banged into Huge Guy #2 next to him.

He whirled around and did that fucking obnoxious wannabe gangsta head jerk. Tilting his chin forward in that COME LA gesture. Then he held out his arms and curled his fingers, obviously beckoning for a fight.

Now do you see something wrong here?

Relatively small and skinny Asian girl being physically challenged by this huge lunk of fucking retarded angmoh meat. (Not that I'm trying to be racist, but emphasizing the whole size and gender problem)

Asshole.

I just glared at him and he glared back, attempting to be intimidating. (Oh please la)

I knew I'd won when he looked back to his other huge friend for reassurance. I leaned right into his fugly face and said "Please."

I stared for a few more seconds until he backed off and continued to enjoy the concert, sans violence.

A few seconds later I could sense, out of the corner of my eye, that he was facing me and staring. I looked at him and he gave me this huge grin and started headbanging.

I stared, perplexed and he gave me the thumbs up while leering at me.

I ignored him and he never came within 6 inches of me again that night.

Eventually his girlfriend swapped places with him so there was no more problems.

-_- Fucking retarded guys who think they bully others because of their size.

Go die la chiucheepet.

Random event #3

Today some guy msn-ed me asking "are you a girl?"

I replied with a blunt "who are you?"

I don't remember how he got on my msn list and I don't take kindly to strangers inquiring about my sex.

He asked whether I was a Garena player and I said yes.

Then he reaffirmed his stupidity by repeating "are you a girl?"

WELL I DON'T KNOW, DOES STEPHANIE SOUND REMOTELY MASCULINE TO YOU?

I asked him whether it even matters and who he was.

He then told me he was Kentz[Ans] on Garena, and did I know him?

I responded by telling that yes, a very long time ago but I quit dota. (Not completely, but to avoid further nosiness)

Silence for a while then:

"I'm a channel admin on Garena."

"Yea?"

"?"

"I mean, yea, and?"

"k..."

And he signed off.

WTF? Since when does a fucking bribable, USELESS rank on an internet gaming platform become a chick magnet?

Fucking obnoxious guys who can't even answer a simple question and tell you their name yet keep badgering you just because you're a girl.

Fuck off wei. Get a life.

If you wanna get laid, get off the fucking internet and stop masturbating to ultra kills and rampages.

Just a suggestion.

My god. Guys nowadays suck.

(Most.)

Drowning

Awww have been feeling pretty crappy lately.

Relatively crappy la, since I'm normally your regular enviable ray of sunshine.

*glows*

I'm still stuck with my holiday sleeping habits - 3 am on weekdays and 7.30 am on weekends. As a result I get hardly any daylight and what with the sun setting at 5 something (winter) I'm officially a vampire.

Doesn't help that the only daylight I ever see is when I'm walking to uni and during lunchtime. By the time I walk home the sun is almost gone edi.

They say sunlight produces happy hormones. I agree.

I feel like I've been the worst student, worst daughter, worst girlfriend, worst friend lately.

I'm not throwing myself into my schoolwork. Feel like I have no more motivation. When I'm actually doing it, I enjoy it. But the trouble is getting myself to START working. Sam can attest to that. God knows he's seen my imba procrastination skills.

I set aside the whole of Sunday to do my homework, and I started it at 11.30 pm.

Not to mention being snappy at mom, distant from my friends and being outright clingy to my boyfriend.

Sigh. I'm having insane mood swings lately, from cheerful to tearful in a mere handful of seconds.

This can't be normal. I'm sorry to all those who are affected.

Slowly, I'm turning into the kind of girlfriend I had always hated. Clingy, whiny and tearful. My god, sometimes I'm like a scene out of a lalafied version of a HK drama.

I'm sorry, I just feel a bit lost here - it feels like a belated bout of homesickness. Surprising, seeing how well I accepted my new environment at the start of the year.

I was thriving and happy and glowing.

Now I'm the epitome of misery.

Sleepless nights. Nightmares. My weight has plummeted from a 49 to 45 in less than 2 weeks. I fell sick and lost my appetite. I feel like throwing up most of the time for no reason. Teachers say I look completely miserable and keep asking whether I'm alright.

I've lost confidence in my abilities and in myself.

Suddenly I feel completely inept in my class although I still scored near the top. I feel like a complete idiot when playing CS or DotA. I feel alternately happy and depressed when talking to my boyfriend.

Talk about a nutcase.

Sometimes I wonder when he'll wake up and realise I'm a total airhead and my happy dream will come to an end and I'll be all alone like I was before he came along.

Some days I wonder whether I'm really on the right track doing art. I feel like my brain cells are slowly dying when I find I can't add 18 and 13 without using my fingers.

Teenage angst and hormones. Now I finally understand what they mean.

I know I'm acting unreasonably, but somehow I can't help it.

It's like I've lost control of myself and my emotions. There was a time where I hardly cried and just indulged in some self mutilation when I felt emotional.

Now I cry like every other day.

Wtf. I feel like a burden on my boyfriend. It's not his job to babysit a possibly bipolar person. I used to pride myself on being independant and capable of managing my emotions, but now I've transformed into some sort of leech. Draining away his energy in a desperate bid to keep myself alive.

Pathetic.

The worst nightmare is turning into something you despise and feeling unable to stop the tranformation.

Must get a grip. Now.

Before I lose everything I love.

Before I lose myself.

I miss home.

I miss my boyfriend.

I miss having to worry about nothing at all.

I miss being free of panic attacks and paranoia.

I miss being completely sane.

...Where did I go?

/stones

Freezing my ass off wei. Winter has officially arrived.

I HATE THE COLD!

T__T

That day I was walking to class and my palm turned GREY.

GREY! Like a corpse wei!

I need gloves.

Which are pretty hard to find for me because my fingers are either too long or too skinny. :/ And people still wonder why I use such a baby-sized mouse like a Salmosa when my fingers are as long as the mouse.

Anyway I was complaining to my sister how cold I was at night because our apartment had no built-in heater and it RAINS at night. The temperature averages at about 7C at night and 11C in the morning.

She asked me what I wore to bed - she wears long pants and long sleeved shirts and shorts.

I said I wore Mona's giant t-shirt and panties.

._.''

NOW I KNOW WHY I'M SO COLD.

*insert big duh and eyeroll here*

But I hate wearing tights or long sleeved anything to sleep la.

I don't like anything that restricts my joints. Anyone who knows me well knows that I walk around half-naked at home in Malaysia without a care in the world.

No guys at home anyway.

The maid's already accustomed to my obscene habits and if Mona comes over I highly doubt he'd mind at all.

Screw it. I'd rather shiver and shake rather than wear long-johns (ewww.) to sleep!

D:

Anyway yesterday I played CS for the first time in weeks.

WEEKS.

Who would've thought I had to power to abstain from gaming? Hm?

Coming from a person who used to game until she missed meals and suffered severe sleep deprivation and joint aches...wow!

Back to the point.

Some ass was talking cock in game while I was being super agreeable for once - most people who have played with me often enough agree that I can be a superbitch to people who irritate me.

He was flaming the poor host for hosting a laggy game - even though his ping was 80 - and I told him to please leave and join one of the many servers outside instead of flaming the host.

Another player kindly suggested that he used the scope instead of playing scopeless and bunniehopping.

He retorted with a DUN NOOB LA PLEASE.

The player who suggested that he started aiming left the game.

And the ass went SAD NOOB LEAVE EDI.

=_= Wah. Damn sohai wei.

I told him to diam please damn bising.

And THEN.

The age-old phrase that ego-injured males spew while scolded in games:

COME ONE ON ONE LA NOOB!

AHAHHAA.

I was damn patient summore.

I explained that I was playing in Australia and my ping was 300 - a definite lag and I wasn't even complaining, so why should an 80 ping Malaysian complain?

He said YOU COWARD LA NOOB DONT DARE THEN DONT TALK LA.

Then he asked YOU WHAT RACE?

I said 'bangali :)'

Hoho, his retort was priceless:

"JUST NOW YOU SAY AUST YOU DONT TALK COCK LA!"

Wah. Playing from Australia must mean I'm Australian meh?

@@

I suggested that we have a clan match if he was not satisfied.

He then retorted, asking me sarcastically if we had time in his ALMIGHTY CAPS LOCK.

He then called me childish.

Then I started HAHAHA-ing uncontrollably.

"YOU WHAT CLAN AH?"

"CHOC"

"CHOC IN AUS? YOU DONT BULLSHIT LA"

":/ It's just me."

"WHATS YOUR USERNAME?"

My name then was alien baby. I declined to reply.

He yelled some more.

"YOU CHILDISH LA!"

"Aiyoyo. Diam and play. Later we go outside talk."

"WHATS YOUR NAME IN CLAN? CHOC? I GO ASK JK AND SEE LA!"

Bitchass name dropper -___-

"Sure :D go ask jk who snowbunnie ini is looo"

He afked for one round and then promptly left the game.

=________=

He was no where to be found in the channel either.

Balless chicken.

I messaged JK and he said that nope, no one had talked to him recently.

I told him what happened and he charged into the CS room to take my place and 1v1 the fella.

He gave me a big =_= when I reminded him that the asshole had fled.

AHAHAH.

That would be damn priceless wei!

I damn hate namedroppers la.

Pretend macam he knows JK and then have JK himself show up and beat the crap out of him.

I wish I could have seen that happen. :(

I owe JK gummi worms. :D

Alex doesn't want to help me d. :(

He told me that if ppl diu me next time go ask Mona to help.

Aiyerrr.

But if it's idiots like CP-Cipet who provoke me - I can solve it myself.

Lag and all. :D

Anyone heard of this suckahhh? XD

It's situations like these that keep me playing.

Damn cute wei.

You can almost FEEL the testosterone-pumped atmosphere when gaming.

Male egos. *shakes head*

Change topic.

OMG I have this huge...THING on my cheek.

It's not a pimple. Not a blackhead. Not a boil. Not a mosquito bite.

WTF IS IT?

It's like purple and round and slightly protruding.

It doesn't itch, doesn't hurt, doesn't swell up.

It's just THERE. Like that small patch of flesh had an extra dose of growth hormones. D:

I almost wish it were a pimple, then I can be SURE it will go away.

Argh.

Otherwise, I think my skin is getting much better already.

Better than it was in Malaysia anyway, where it was all...ugh. I'm not going to say it. Later my boyfriend refuses to kiss me edi. D:

I ALMOST SLAPPED MY FAVOURITE TEACHER TODAY!

My New Media teacher likes to slap my ponytail when I'm absorbed in my work. He did it twice today.

He tried the third time and so ngam I was going to call him for help on my work - my hand was raised and I spun around in my chair to wave at wherever he might be...only to have my hand stop inches from his face.

He went O_O, his hand frozen in the air and he flinched.

"I thought you were going to HIT me there!"

LOL.

Anyway, that day a creepy Tibetan-looking guy at Burger King suddenly started talking to me. =_= I was at the counter waiting for my ice cream when he walked up and asked:

"Why are you so slim?"

Then a creepy smile.

WTF.

I muttered "high metabolism" and hightailed it out of there.

O_O

CREEPS!

By the way I was SO sure I'd become all cute and chubby when I came to Australia, but so far I look exactly the same, albeit with much longer hair.

Sorry babe. Not that you're much fatter either XD

By the way, is it just me or do you girls out there find it an extreme turn-on when guys dress up nicely in a shirt and proper pants? O_O

Argh.

My cute bitch!

I woke up early this morning just to watch him put his tie on.

ROARRRRR I wanna grab him by the tie and drag him away and [...]

:D

Julius says that Mona is such a nerd with a siman office boy face and I think I totally disgusted him with my answer by squealing I LOVE NERDSSSSS!

:/

But I do. :) And if I say I love anyone else, I'm lying.

I only love this nerd. XD

I haven't shown my new sunnies on this blog yet!

Here you go! :D

This is not a camwhore opportunity.

...

Ok. No more Banksy references.

Here's my very long fringe.

And to reverse my bad karma from acting cute (albeit on behalf of Sheepy), here's a pic of me acting extremely unappealing.

ALL HAIL ALIEN BABY!o_ov

P.s. Hi Weiwei you stalker! D: