The Supa Dupa Fly Iceberg

2006-08-26T05:52:00.000-07:00

To surgically enchance or not, that is the question.

Yesterday when I was skipping afternoon class and went shopping to Topshop - I scooped up an adorable red cardigans and a vintage-lookalike shirt to match it...all in unbelievable price cause I got my 20% discount bday voucher...and my bday's still even in next month! I love birthday!!! ;), oh ok, but that's not the point - well I was wandering inside the shop when I saw this woman. And she really made my jaw dropped.

Nooo, she's not an asian Jessica Alba or something. Nobody in Malaysia could be that beautiful. Even Amber Chia looks scary without her make-ups. No, no, what I want to talk about here is her boobs. They are just enormously big like a pair of Thailand's papayas your eyes couldn't help looking straight down from her face when you see her. And then I was like, "Geee, girl, your stuffs just ain't real." I can even imagine her walking toward her plastic surgeon office, waving Pamela Anderson's picture and say, "Like these."

So then I guess plastic surgery has rapidly become popular now. Just think how many of you haven't ever watched those TV programs where some women with appearance problems are having extreme makeovers and by the end of the show, we'll all gasp because they're all have been totally changed: from tired-faced ordinary woman with wringkles everywhere become Cher look alike.

Well, the idea of surgically altering one's body in any way has always freaked me out, not because I don't think Dolly Parton looks great. She doesn't look a day over forty and she must be two hundred by now. But I'd be worried the doctors would make a mistake and deflate one breast entirely or leave out a nostril or something.

Of course I know how important it is for us to feel good about our appearances. So I try to think of it this way though: You know when you see a gorgeous girl on the street and you say to your friend, "Look at her!"; and then your friend makes a face like, duh, ugly? My point is, we all have such totally varied tastes that someone is going to look at you and think, yum-yum dee-lish, no matter what you think you look like. You just have to learn to see what they see. ;)

Until next time!

2006-08-23T09:50:00.000-07:00

Last Friday was Jo's bday party...so we all went to Maison to celebrateeee...hip hip hoorayyy...Happy 18th bday!!! And it doesn't take a long time for our bday boi to show us that he has gone maturer since he's so busy now in what I so-called puppy-love-project. :D

Griselda wanted to show up perfectly fabulous so she scooped up some pairs of fetch colored softlenses in Midvalley first. While waiting for her inside the optic store, me, Lieke and Luke tried on some cute glasses and Shannon took pictures for us. This is what we call as camera-whores-time!!! ;)

Afterwards, we stopped by at Zouk, where they held Paris' CD launching party that night. I purchased her CD for lower price since now I'm addicted to 'Stars Are Blind' (really. I know it's silly but I can't help it!! The song's such a guilty pleasure. Call me and you'll hear that song as my caller tone. Lol.) Anyway I got myself a free giant poster of Paris...yayyy!

Next up, inside Maison.

left-right: Steffi,me,Ricky,Alvin,Jo,Tink,Momo

Luke,Lieke,Gris,me,Shannon.

Iceberg & Steffi. cun!

Go, go, go shawtee
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's yo birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthdayyy
*whoop, whoop!*

Partynya bagoooesss!!!

Outside Maison when the party's over at 4am. Time to go back home...I need to get me some sleeepp! ;)
...see ya people!

2006-08-21T23:34:00.000-07:00

The Odd Couples

Who would've thought it? A thin seven-feet-something guy dates a fat; oops, sorry, big-boned girl with huge boobs and enormous ass. Which make it all the sadder cause we can only see them as living number ten when we see them walk together at the mall. Or an extremely gorgeous guy every girl could possibly got their eyes popped out everytime they look at him dates a girl with just-ok face whose hair was cut in a chin-length bob with thick bangs masking her forehead - just exactly like the haircut your nanny gave you when you were two and...oh well, just make it damn short: an ugly girl.

So, the point is, what's wrong with them? I'm sure we will give them some burning stare everytime we see these odd couples pass by. I mean, well, can they at least try to find someone at their level as a lover? Or is this just the matter of love? You know, the so-called love is blind thingy. But how blind love really is to make people sometimes can be so dumb?

Well, try this one: A girl married to her eight-thousand-dollar Manolos has tentatively moved in with a classmate who has never worn anything on his feet but steel-toed Doc Marten boots and black kneesocks. One thing is for sure, they won't be sharing clothes. But since they come from two entirely different planets, they definitely have a lot to talk about and a lot to learn. A sample conversation:

"Honey, have you seen the brush for my Stila bronzing powder?"
"Oh, are you doing an art project?"

I'm taking bets for how long this crazy sleepover is going to last!

2006-08-14T23:01:00.000-07:00

As we both got sick of being stucked in Cyberjaya (it's so tired - expecially with its humid weather. Basically I hate to be anyplace my hair frizzes.), me and my friend May decided to skip the class and hit KLCC looking for some cute stuffs to buy...and eat! Yum!

We were starving when we arrived KLCC so we just entered Genki Sushi right away. I love sushi. Evenmore, I adore sushi, because the coolest and best looking people eat sushi. Lol. Oh and forget all those tamagos, unagis, or otak-otaks; anything that have been cooked or grilled before. Eat nihotate, sake, ikura, or amaebi; anything raw and daring. Being extreme is all about coolness.

This is May.

And this is meee, eating sake. I ate too much of it I got sick just to think of it now.

Later on we bought tickets to watch Click (Adam Sandler's movie) and wandered around Kinokuniya. I finally bought Paris Hilton's book since I didn't find anything interesting to buy. I don't really like Paris - I'm on Nicole's side; but the cover was cute so what the hell.

After that we stepped into Isetan to buy some fruits. I always love Isetan because they always sell something other supermarkets don't have. But this one just amazed me.

They sell imported pork bone for rm8! What's that for?? ;-/

This is what normal people buy.

I like to collect Qoo drink bottles. It's a fruit juice drink made by Coca-Cola company for kids. But I like to collect the cans (must be unopened one) because the characters are so cute! I got all my collections which are more than hundred so far from Japan, Taiwan, Singapore, China, Korea and even Germany. So when I saw some imported new arrival Qoo drinks, I can't help but jumped in happiness! Hahahaha...I bought all of them, each for only rm7.99. Such a bargain!

At the end of the day, me and May had a quick dinner at KFC. Don't get me wrong, but I never afraid to eat fastfood as often as I can. And always order the largest portion of french fries. Otherwise, you'll just want more. Oh and never drink diet soda. It shows you have nerve. Only drink real colas or simply energy water. :)

Well it's getting late...time to go back. I'm having figure drawing test tommorow and I haven't even practised anything yet! Aaargghhh.

2006-08-13T13:31:00.000-07:00

After a long long evening at KL Centre having an interview for Limkokwing's ambassador position (though I don't think I can make it since everybody were absolutely perfection. Some were too much perfection, but perfection.), my friends picked me up and we went to subang jaya playing pool. Well Nenek brought a camera so here are some pics we've taken.

Queen of gossip sharing her shocking new stories :)

Aarrgghhh!

JohanSamuAlvinGriseldaNenekAndMeee

2006-08-11T11:11:00.000-07:00

Uh-oh. It's official now. The new semester has begun.

Welcome back to Cyberjaya city, and for you who don't have any idea what it is, it's the city my friends and I go to our hell-costly-design college in Malaysia while it doesn't worth any single of our ringgit, well in some ways, when I come to think of it. Most of us live in apartments where all are within walking distance or five minutes driving from the college. We aren't the nicest people in the world, but we make up for it in looks and taste.

And well, as August has started, the weather is getting warmer and the air smelled so nice. From up in my penthouse, the scenery is actually awesome, expecially on sunset time with its orange clouds and birds flying over - although most of time I'll be too busy with my assignment and stuffs to even notice (sewing and making pattern - duh). And it's time to break out all your purses and wallets and hit KLCC for some new leather shoes or expensive jeans cause it's megasale time! The city feels a little sparkier this time of year...talk about irresistable!

Unfortunately, it's also time to think about my future as in about a few years later I will have my internship and getting work afterwards. I am in a place where not being accepted into a great company would be a total embarrassment...lols. The pressure is on, but I refuse to let it get into me. This is my fourth year in college and i'm gonna live it up and make my mark and still have some fun. I'm sure I can figure out how to have my cake and eat it too, just as I always have.

But anyway as what I've been thinking since last semester break, there are so many questions to be answered:

Will I get over my hangovers in time to finish my college assignments ?

Most importantly, will any of us get over them?

Will people, or at least me, stop bitching around about each other?

No way.

Oh and just to be safe, we should all synchronize our watches. If we aren't careful, someone is even gonna win over our lecturers, trying to get higher marks in any ways, wear that outfit that we couldn't fit into, eat the last olive, steal your boyfiend's or girlfriend's hearts, and basically ruin our lives and piss us all off in a major way.

So watch closely. I'll be watching closely. It's going to be a wild and wicked year. I can smell it.

Until next time!