butch hunt

yest at gotham penthouse was..
hmmm.
a boy-crazy night.

and ARGHHHHHHH.
firs she didnt blog alot!
rahh.
haha i'm still suffering from the effects of the boy-craziness.

anyways,
dumberly i have news for u!!
joey is in the BUTCH HUNT.
omg.
it should be her lah..
the one we both know.
or maybe im just blind.
she was cute though.
but whatever,
i'm not gonna vote.
the freaking queue. urgh.

met up with yilian n bin yest!
im surprised they talked more to each other
than to me.
fine, i'm a boring girl.
my sober genes are back
and the cannot-dance ones too.
so basically when i got pulled on stage
because someone was on it,
i couldnt move.
hahhaa so embarrassing.
but it was sooooo secondary school.
the feeling of being near!
just that joy.
i was so basking in it.

this is gonna be a senseless post.
sorry for the late warning!
but too bad u have me as a friend.
*beams*

im still trying to see if ive gotten darker
from the sentosa day.
i swear i poured 1/4 of the bottle of sunblock.
but then the highest spf i have at home is um..25.
u cant blame me for being in the wanna-be-tan crowd last time rite.
im really much more into oily suntan lotion
than um..
evaporating sunblock,
someone introduce me an oily sunblock please?

oh, and it was so not cyan.
it's turqoise!
see. im gushing again.
must be the hormones.

so i was saying the queue was horrendous,
and i saw the different sides of humans.
the scheming,
the in-ur-face bastards,
and the pushables.

firstly,
the scheming pple are those who pretend to be impt
and squeeze their way thru saying "sorry i need to be up there"
and these people are the ones
that the real vips hate.
cos too many of these schemers cry the wolf story.
another kinda schemer is the kind who pretend to be nice
and say "im really sorry.."
and extend their arms to someone in front of the queue
and push their way in.
i can be classified as such.
hahaha but i was not scheming lah!
i was really stuck behind cos im pushable.
but then i knew being nice n polite would get me anywhere.
especially when i didnt have the looks n body.
see?
scheming.

secondly,
the in-ur-face bastards are those who outrightly
form another queue when there's one neat row by the wall.
they conveniently just squeeze themselves on the steps
and form another queue
and disrupt the whole system.
but then again i was very surprised there was actually a system.
and it lasted for quite some time i must say.
before the singaporeans in us took over.

lastly,
the pushables are the ones stuck behind
and unable to move
when the whole crowd changes before their eyes.
my turqoise was in the pushables i think.
awww.
somehow, i like pushables.