... I don't care, I'm the main character of my blog, so stupid videos of myself is a must. Self-admiration yo. And I dunno how to rotate it, anyway.
On the other hand, some hairdressers can be such fucktards. Like this stupid hair stylist dude who rebonded my hair, who just so happened to be pretty cute. Lala, but nevertheless, a cute face is still a cute face.
So the dude screwed up the hairstyle I had in mind, and now I'm still stuck with this boring, shitty hair. And when he was, like, practically pulling my hair out of its roots ...
Me: *wince*
Stupid hair dude: *continues pulling hair out of roots*
Me: (OMG this asshole is so adorable ..) ... Um, no lah. Hehe. ^_^
... But nvm, the dude belanjaed me a can of coke, so I guess I'll forgive him. Nyeh heh heh...
Speaking of which, looking at pictures, weighing scales, yada yada, I've realized that I put on A LOT of weight over the past few months. Fuck!
(Sorry lah, I know I said I won't ever curse again, but today I need some ... release. Don't care lah. As if you holy ppl don't curse...)
And you know, in case you're thinking that just like any other girl out there, that I'm whining about my weight even though I'm thin, and that I'm whining just for the sake of it ... I'm not. I'm not saying it in a whiny tone, I'm saying it in a rather GLEEFUL tone.
... Which is bad. Because right, if I don't start feeling BAD and SHITTY about the way I look, I'll get fatter and fatter. =((( And for some fucking ridiculous reason, everytime I put on weight, my body still looks the same. ONLY MY STUPID FACE GETS FATTER.
So you can imagine, say, if I put on 3kgs ... 3 extra KGs on my face?!
Shit man!
Screw my genes. I dont like having a face that's possibly going to get fatter than my ass.
Nvm, I DIGRESSSSS. (Because this topic is saddening!)
I bumped into this guy which I never talked to for quite some time after I did my hair today, on my way to meet Cally for dinner. (And after that, she came to my house to play, err, Maple Story until 10. *shrugs*)
Me: "Haha, lazy lah ... EH by the way, you know Jaclyn, nobody ask her out for Valentines day yet ... Wei dude, you take this opportunity la, don't waste!"
Dude: "NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Me: "... Why're all the guys scared of her wan?"
Dude: "Um ... I also dunno. I think it's the way she laughs ..."
HAHAHA, I'm so evil. But eh, that's so funny, imagining how Jac's laughter scares the guys.....
*laughs*
Anyway, in the saloon, I was reading my Seventeen Magazine, and they dedicated two whole pages to how 'Girls, don't always expect the boys to plan for February 14. Take the initiative!' ... And they had this list of shit you can do to impress your man, or the man you have in mind. Whatever.
1) If you know his schedule on that day, leave him surprises here and there. Like little candles with clues to the next gift. instead of giving him his Valentines gift just like that, make him work for it! Either design a treasure map or a riddle giving him clues to his gift!
Wtf? So I'm supposed to, like, create some kinda cat-and-mouse game where he finds and discovers tokens of my love for him? Shit, I'm not that creative and free lah.
2) Take him out to a candlelight dinner and fork the bill for a change.
*Ahem* ... Sorry, I am a bit kiamsap. If I ever do that, in my current financial state, it must mean that I'm possessed. Either that, or the guy is too irresistably gorgeous, and I have ulterior motives. wahaha
3)Who says guys dn't like receiving flowers? Make him feel special by giving him a beautiful bouquet.
ERM, for one, if some guy asked me to give him FLOWERS, I'd die laughing. Flowers are not exactly my favourite present, and a GUY wants flowers? What the?
Flowers are expensive anyway. Ke ke ke ...
4) Dedicate the whole day to him. Do what he likes to do. If he adores his PS2, play with him even if you suck at it. Just make his day.
HAHAHA, this, I don't mind AT ALL. I don't suck at PS2 anyway! And he'll make my day too, esp if he lets me win in street fighter. LOL
... stupid lah. I don't want to embrace civilization for a few days already. I should, like, coop myself in my room for a few days until the festivities are over. Then, I dunno, maybe I'll even lose weight!
Before my face gets fatter and fatter, and one day, my head will dangle off my neck cuz its too heavy for my body. Fuiyo, that is a VERY VERY SCARY mental image ......
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