Cleo Cover Girl Search 2011; The Launch Party

After five days of working hard, I’ll honestly take any opportunity to get out and have fun; the let-down-my-hair-and-don’t-give-a-shit-about-the-world kind of fun. So, when I managed to get myself invited to the Cleo Cover Girl Search Launch Party, I thought, “Why not go?”.. I’m sure it’ll be fun. Except, fun would be too simple of a word to describe my day.

Because the dress code was smart casual and high heels was a must, so was a natural styled up hair, I decided to wear my new black sequinned dress from Kitschen with my favourite grey strappy heels.

♥ Ray Ban and my flawless skinned brother! ♥

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Thanks to Daddy, we managed to arrive there rather early so I thought I could drop by for the CLEO Mini Road show, only to my horror, this is when my ‘nightmare’ begins. I asked Girl One in a CLEO T-shirt, where was the road show and she said, “There, there.. Over there.” Obviously, she was too busy to entertain me. So I thought she meant the Old Wing main entrance since I was in the New Wing main entrance and there was nothing there. I walked to the New Wing, saw nothing there, asked the Information Counter girl and she said Old Wing. At that point, I was like, “WTF” already because I walked from one end to another end only to get nothing. In my three inch, I walked back again to the Old Wing entrance and saw three already incredulously small MINI cooper with the CLEO magazine on its doors. So, yea. That was the road show. It was basically a waste of my time, also making me all hot and sweaty for the party too.

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 The party at the DKNY Jeans outlet!

Basically, this is where the ‘party’ took place. Honestly, it’s not much of a party. It’s more like an audition for girls interested in being on the cover of CLEO.

 Where the make over took place. Some of the make up on the girls was rather plain, but I like mine. The lady did a great job on creating the smokey eyes for me.

After the make over and dressed in DKNY shirt and jeans, worn just for the photo shoot.

Kah Wai’s photo shoot pictures! being chosen and printed out.

I.don’t.like.this.picture. I look hideous! If you don’t think so, blame it on my ever-self-conscious self. Somehow, in this picture, I felt like my smile doesn’t reach my eyes. Oh-so-fake smile. Btw, this was the picture chosen for the Cover Girl entry. Not that I expect to be short-listed anyway.

The other few shots taken, the up-close is just as ugly but the full body looks okay to me.

Tee Hee! :) I look so much better in my own camwhored shots compared to the one the photographer took. Like wth.

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That will be all, peeps! I am dead tired, I feel like as though my eye balls would roll out of its sockets anytime. Will update more soon, about working life. <3 Nights!

My deepest, darkest secret is a good laugh.

I feel miserable today; I really do. Mood swings at its peak now. :( So, I thought of posting these few pictures. Made me laugh. A little, at least.

My artworks from Lower Secondary. Gosh, they look so fugly!

My deepest, darkest secret is out! I so suck in Art! HAHAHA.

And these, of course are the best of the lot. Got myself an A for it. I know, it’s nothing compared to any artists work. But hey, at least I don’t suck that bad. I’m much better off with my photography skills now anyway. :)

Have a good day, y’all!

My one month old nephew.

The traditional Chinese red dyed chicken egg that is given during the Full Moon celebration.

Hey world, meet Brandon! And as the title suggests, he is my nephew which obviously means that I’m an Aunty now. God, that sounds so old. But he has yet to be able to speak so I guess I won’t have him calling me “Ah Yee”. LOL.

Hehe, I find Brandon really cute and obviously very fragile. He is just one month old and his hands are so so tiny!

This boy over here used to be super cute, but now he is nothing but annoying…….Fine, I’ll admit that he is not only that. In fact, he is actually quite sweet at times. And mostly silly and annoying at all other times.

Seeing Brandon (and watching my brother grow up from a cute baby to a boy) makes me wonder how I looked like when I was still a baby and how I was like back then. So, I actually went to the cupboard and took out my huge baby album.

Oh, yes. That was me. When I was close to one years old. I think I was doing something with my eye. [O.O]

Haha, this kid looks so adorable! Unfortunately, this is also myself when I was about a years old.

God, I missed being a kid. Life was so much easier, then. But it isn’t so bad now. It’s tough, but I know I’ll get through it.

A new start. A new semester.

Somehow, today really felt like it was first day in college all over again except this time around I knew my classmates. I could still clearly remember the first day in college. Everyone was so quiet, it took us some time to warm up to each others but look at us now, we are no doubt a noisy bunch.

The first semester was a kind of like a mild rollercoaster ride, you know the ones where kids could still ride on. I had some good time and some not-so-okay time back then. But it wasn’t bad. Now, we have arrived to the second semester. I’d like to think of it as a clean slate, a chance to start anew.

The first thing I did before starting college was to get a whole new, tad drastic look. I thought, ‘Hey, it’s a new semester. Why not try something I have never did before in my entire life.’ So, I got myself a fringe. It should have been no biggie, it is just a fringe after all. But not for me; I never had fringe in my life. It is because my hair is actually curly making it quite impossible to have fringe.

And now, I do have fringe. [Don’t laugh. You have been warned.]

A whole different me, eh? My dad was one of the first ones to see me in my new hairstyle and he said I looked like a ‘lala’, my mom said it made me look so much younger; she didn’t quite like it but she didn’t hate it either, my sister just laughed her head off and said she didn’t recognized me.

Bottom line is they prefer the old hairstyle and I think they need some time getting used to me. For my friends, I guess some of them didn’t recognize me. But it definitely wasn’t as bad as I had imagined. Thanked God.

So, back to today. I had my first Law class with Miss Pushpa and I think I should be okay so far (it’s only the first class anyway). But I am worried for the first half of my semester, seeing the fact that I have to do two core ICAEW subjects in three months. I really have to juggle my time properly. Our study manuals itself can be used to whack someone’s head and I won’t be surprise if the person faints. I mean 'LOOK at IT’.

I honestly don’t know what was going through your mind then, but I’d like you to know that I had your bloody text in my mind the whole day. ‘Anything… Have a nice day.’ Just exactly who am I? Have you stopped caring enough about me already? I wonder if this is the start of you fool.  I  mused, could this be the start of something which might lead the unthinkable? Maybe I’m overreacting or maybe you’re not yourself when you typed that text out. I really don’t know and I really don’t like this. I just thought you should know this.