Hi! Remember the time I said I’d try to blog more often, and then stopped blogging entirely for over a month? Yeah, that was pretty mean of me, sorry about that.

But now I’m back! Well, sort of. And I have a little something for you! I’ll talk about it later in the post, which I hope makes up a little bit for my absence. :)

But first off, I feel that I should officially announce;

I have decided I can’t be a daily/frequent blogger anymore.
(Oh gee, as if you haven’t figured that out already )

But as part of the official announcement, I’m also here to state that,
I’m not closing the blog down! I’m not sure if I could EVER do that, quite frankly. I still need my space for my pictures, random rubbish and general sillyness.

So I am NOT quitting blogging completely, just a whole lot less? :)


Before I explain further, I first want to express my newfound respect for bloggers out there who have demanding full-time jobs (and possibly various other side projects); and STILL manage to consistently produce frequent blogposts with great content for their readers.

It is HARD. I’ve tried, tested, and evidently, failed -_-

So go on and leave a nice comment / write a happymail to your favourite bloggers today. Even if you think they probably get these all the time and are immune to them, or that yours wouldn’t matter - Trust me. They do matter. :)


Ok back to my excuse very valid reason for blogging less. Actually, there’s two.

#1,
Over the years, I notice I’m becoming more and more of a private person.

Now, I know people say it’s impossible to think that a blogger who shares his/her life with the anonymous world, could EVER be a private person,
But just remember that WE control the amount of information we want the world to see!
And I’ve never been one to blog about things that are too personal anyway. And as time passes by, the amount of personal info I feel like sharing with the world seems to decrease with time.

But I think, more importantly,
#2,

Despite growing number of readers, and eventually agents, clients & advertorials,
I’ve always selfishly only wanted to blog for myself - to make *me* happy.

That is the only way I intended it to be, when I initially started blogging a good 5 years ago. I blog to make myself happy, and for no one else. And I’d like to think I have kept to that principle quite nicely over the years; even with advertorials, I try to write for clients & products that I only truly believe in - and I hope that all comes across.

And while I do still enjoy writing, blogging, and editing pictures (all of which takes up A LOT of time & effort - you’ll be surprised!)
Right now I have found a new passion - and pumping in all my time, effort & everything else that I have into that; makes me genuinely, and surprisingly, happy.
I have managed to turn that passion into my full-time job, and so now, here I am!


So there it is, the reason why I can’t blog every other day anymore, not as active as I used to be, anyway.
Oh I am however, massively active on Twitter.
For bite-sized TGC updates, free to follow me there :)

And for all you know, I might find myself having time to blog frequently again in the near future and this whole post would be a complete waste of time, HAHA!
But I dunno. Just some thoughts of mine I wanted to share with you now. :)

And surely I’d expect that my writing-less will cause a downturn in my traffic.

So to my readers who are indeed leaving, I dunno, I guess I’d like to say goodbye! And thanks, it’s been a pleasure having you as a slient audience.

And to readers who are staying to try keep up with my shenanigans, THANKS! And you’re awesome. And just because awesomeness deserves a reward…… (…and that im done sounding like an emo person),

I HAVE SOMETHING TO GIVE AWAY TO YOU!




July/Aug 2010 issue of Frankie (Issue #36)


Frankie is my all-time favourite magazine EVER in the history of FOREVER.

I found it when I was in Melbourne 2 years ago, and it quite literally changed my life in so many ways. And of course my perspective on how fashion magazines SHOULD be. Although it isn’t only about fashion; it’s about art, and music, and life, and everything.
Here’s what I wrote about Frankie back when I first found it 2 years ago!


A disclaimer note, I feel I should say that I am in no way endorsed by Frankie (pfft, I WISH!). The reason behind this giveaway is, you see,

I’ve been running all over KL & Singapore looking for Frankie and it is almost impossible to find one. TRUST ME, I’VE TRIED. They all come in extremely rare, limited numbers which apparently all sells out by the time I get to the bookstores -_-

So I’ve given up searching, and did what every other obsessed Frankie-addict would do. SUBSCRIBE ONLY LA TIU.

Subscribing + postage from Aus to Malaysia costs a bloody pretty penny, (retails at about RM30 in Australia, but my subscribed version is about RM50, oh geezus.) but that’s just how much I love Frankie.


So anyway anyway, as clearly shown in the picture, I currently have 2 issues of #36. My 1st one from the subscription,

My 2nd one from my dear friend Shaun, whom I specifically told to find me old back issues but he surprised me with the newest one -_- Silly silly dear ol’ Shaun.


So I’m giving ONE issue away to ONE person who leaves a comment in this post! (picked at random)

I’m using the term “picked at random” loosely, because I don’t exactly know how I’m going to pick the winner yet. Surprise me Either I’ll pick the best comment, the funniest or whatever that comes to my attention. Or if I really have trouble picking then I’ll just draw lots or something :)

Please remember to include your name and email address (they’re required fields anyway), contest ends on Tuesday (10th August 2010, at midnight). Winner will be notified via email on Tuesday!



edit (11th Aug):

Dear Xiang Yun,
Congrats love, you’re the winner of the Frankie magazine :) It was a tough choice, most of the other entries were great, but yours somehow stood out to me the most. So hope you enjoy the “dating like a Muslim” article you were looking for, as well as the rest of the issue!

Dear everyone else,
I’ve left a little comment for you at the bottom!

xx

/edit




Currently listening to: Maximum Balloon - Tiger (feat. Aku) ♫
(♫ genre: alternative, electro, indie-pop)

Someone posted on Facebook recently, “Women who likes football not because of the cute football players, automatically wins 10 hotness-points.”


It got me thinking though. What can men do to win 10 hotness-points?



For me, men who can really appreciate Sex And The City, automatically wins 10 hotness-points.

‘Cause even if you take away the fashion, the witty jokes, the sex scenes & nudity,

men who know SATC also know a thing or two (or three) about women.



It is amazing how brutally honest, and pin-point accurate, their issues discussed in the series are!

So my advice to men out there; who still find women confusing, a mystery, and maybe just absolutely crazy.

Just watch the series :) i tell you, it’s the quickest, funniest, and most entertaining way to do your homework.




Currently listening to: Cat Stevens - The Wind ♫
(♫ genre: slow sunday)

Hello fellow music lovers

Remember, a long time ago, i asked you people what do you do with the songs I’m currently listening to that I write at every end of every post?

Your answer was YES you do look them up sometimes! But NO to an auto-play music player on my blog because really, sometimes those things can be annoying.



If part of the reason why you visit my blog is for the music recommendations, I’ve finally gotten organized and found a quick solution

I’ll be adding links to the songs I’m currently listening to, with it’s [♫ genre] underneath it.

That way, you can click to listen to the song if you’re interested, but if say, genre: electro is not your cup of tea, then you can give it a skip. Or come back next time when you’re up for it :)


But bearing in mind that I’ve always been quite rubbish at categorizing songs to its specific genre, so I’ll keep it broad and general ok? So far I’ve already edited 2010’s posts. So you’ll find mixtures like:

• dance, electro, indie, rock, psychedelic - This would be the sounds of MGMT, la roux, metric, daft punk, crookers mixes etc; basically stuff you might find at Barsonic
• alternative, rock, pop - For sounds of coldplay, keane, U2, the killers, kings of leon, etc
• slow sunday - people might call it soft/slow/emo music, but it’s generally the slower indie stuff i listen to on lazy days. Like landon pigg, death cab, adele, the bird & the bee, feist, kate havnevik, etcetcetc other lesser known names
• local - because, if you don’t know by now, the Malaysian music industry is only getting better & more impressive ;)

And that’s pretty much the kind of music I like listening to.


If you wonder why I bother doing all this, it’s simple. Because if you’re anything like me,

finding new music, & discovering that new favourite artist - feels just like falling in love again.

Well. For me, at least. :)

Enjoy!




Currently listening to: Two Door Cinema Club - Something Good Can Work ♫
(♫ genre: indie-rock, indie-pop, alternative)

Not supposed to be blogging at the mo, but since i have an hour’s break, i’ll make this a quick one ;)







Registration upon entry


I must say, the whole party from beginning to end was nothing short of impressive.

From the industrial warehouse-esque entrance, to the towering rock gods/models styled by Cris Yong, to head-banging to rock bands Naked Breed and TwoSidesToAStory,
every meticulous detail made this party a huge success. And had us partying like rockstars all night long, “backstage” at a glam rock concert.






You could even get makeovers to look like a real rockstar ;)





To be completely honest, i had only known about the party - and that ive got an invite - on that day itself.
Didn’t quite know if there was a dress code, so i dressed as, well, myself.


navy vest: An Old Flame
transparent blue striped top: Asian Avenue, Sunway Pyramid
high waist shorts: Bangkok
shoes: Singapore
vintage bag: Singapore
dog tag necklace: party favor @ Absolut
chunky bangles: everywhere


Clearly, dressing as yourself has its benefits because i managed to win Best Dressed. :)

My prize was the fabulously studded and highly celebrated, bottle of Absolut Rockstar.



Alda, me, & Rom!

Not this giant one, though! This is just a comically large mock version that’s been floating around the party ;)
Mine is a properly sized, 750ml bottle and well, with actual vodka in it. Lol.



Alfie & Alda | Eujin@TwoSidesToAStory & girl hiding from the photogs!



Hunky model & Cammy | Lydia@MSN, i love her shoes!



David & David | i found a BlushBerry ;)



Our vision towards the end of the night

Feeling properly tipsy from the freeflow of vodka, champagne, and various unidentified concoctions served by the Absolut waiters, we mosied over to Barsonic later that night to continue the party of mayhem.

Unfortunately, our night was cut short by a false alarm of yet another raid -_- but some of us were calling Saved by the bell, because of borderline overdose of alco, and generally starving for supper :)

It was a great night, nonetheless.



Karen@TiC, & NASAsisstic!



Shengmae & Brian | Amelia & Justin



ShannonRedSaltydogg, me & Nasa :)

xx




Currently listening to: The Whip - Trash ♫
(♫ genre: electro, dance, indie-rock)

As shortly mentioned earlier, I was invited by Singapore Tourism Board to participate in The Great Singapore Shopping Experience (GSSE),
which is a competition aimed at media personalities & celebrities, revolving around, well - shopping!

Me: “A competition about shopping? I’M SO THERE!”

Goes well in line with my haggling superpowers i was telling you not long ago, during my trip to Bali
But of course it is near impossible to haggle prices at these established mega-stores at Singapore’s shopping malls,
but even with that said, we did manage to get 1 store to give us extra discounts during the competition HEEHEE.

Ok im getting way ahead of myself, let’s back up a little bit.


Pre-Race

Also fondly known as “The Shopping Challenge”, or “The Shopping Race”, here are some official stuff you should know:

Rules of the game: We operate in teams of two. Each team is given SGD$1000 spending money and $50 for transportation. Purchase anything we want - the goal is to achieve the greatest dollar savings. Savings = Original price - Sale price.

Venue: Teams must cover 3 precincts (ie. Orchard Road, Marina Bay, and Southern Waterfront) at selected participating malls. Minimum 3 items must be purchased from each precinct.
In addition to that, 1 challenge (out of 2 choices) must be completed at each precinct. Total time to complete the whole race is 4 hours!

Prizes:
1st prize: $10,000 plus all items purchased
2nd prize: $4,000 plus all items purchased
3rd prize: $2,000 plus all items purchased
All consolation prizes: All items purchased




Malaysia representin’!
Team Msia 2: Karen@TiC, & Syats@TiC contest winner
Team Msia 1: Nasa@The Star Newspaper, & I


Basically, STB assigned us our team partners, so all 4 of us representing Malaysia pretty much had just met each other like, a couple of days before the competition



Nasa & I! Team Msia 1 woohoo

Despite that fact, I couldn’t have asked for a better partner
Nasa’s a real trooper, and just like me, hell bent on bringing home a prize. I mean, we really could have just spent the $1000 to buy ourselves a nice designer handbag each, no?
(which we heard, some of the other teams did! tsktsk)

And not to mention, SHE’S A RIOT! :D
We were devising our strategy before the Race and one problem came up.
“Just so you know, Cynthia, i drink 3 litres of water per day, which also means i have to pee quite often. I hope that won’t slow us down during the race……”
“……I’ll bring along empty water bottles, just let me know when you need to go.”

All teams were given a bit of time before the race to recce the sites. This was especially crucial as this was when we could conduct proper on-ground research, like roughly which shops to hit, which to miss, plan our routes strategically, etc.
Although, recce-ing time given was a measly couple of hours to cover over 7 giant malls, spread over 3 disperse precincts. Ergo, not a whole lot of recce-ing time -_-

But we worked with what we had! With our trusty notebooks and calculators in hand, we scribbled furiously any useful information & prices we needed.


The Race!

Had a bit of time right before the flag-off. Took some pictures and mingled around with the other teams from all around the world! Some from neighboring countries like Thailand, Indonesia, Vietnam, Philippines; others hailing all the way from China, Dubai and UK!



Team Msia 2 & their chaperon; Team China’s outfit is so cute!


Oh right, and each team is assigned a chaperon, who will handle our money, hold our receipts, and pretty much make sure everything’s alright.

I handed my camera to our chaperon to take candid pictures of us throughout the race - my god, the pics he took turned out to be some pretty random pot of gold!
Was laughing myself silly studying the pictures after the race If i can’t manage to post all pics here, I might do a separate “outtakes” post just on silly pictures.



Starting line frenzy! Hahaha that guy at the back damn kiut




…aaand WE’RE OFF!

You don’t see us at the front of the line, because we were right at the back ;) along with a few other teams, which we noticed was part of all our strategies. The first shop we wanted to hit was behind us.

And here comes the 1 and only mistake we made, because while our target shop was behind us, we were concerned whether we MUST pass through the starting line in front of us? Or just dash backwards straight to our target shop.

The whistle blew, and for a good 2 seconds Nasa and I were hand-in-hand, yoyo-ing back and forth towards the starting line and backwards DAMN BODOH!!

2 precious seconds later we saw other teams dashing backwards so we snapped out of our seesaw-ing stupor and dashed straight to our target shop. Haiyoh, epic fail moment.

When we got to our target shop, we were the 2nd to reach - Team UK had beaten us to it.
Followed closely by Team Indonesia behind us, all of us 3 teams scoured the shop like kids (on crack) in a candy shop.

I think all of us knew that this “magic” shop was our winning ticket. Selling brands like Anne Klein dresses & blazers marked down from $980 to $70. Thus, the name “magic”, in a good way because of the crazy savings! Say if we bought 10 of those dresses, we’d have spent $700 out of our $1000 budget, and already managed to save a whopping $9100.

But the name “magic” in a bad way, too, which is a story for another day.



Whut!

Like a hurricane, we swept through the shop, leaving the racks empty and everything else in a total disarray.

That’s Diana of Team Indonesia on the right :) RAWR!



Nasa: Tired! Me: i seriously dont remember doing that but yea ok sure at some point i was randomly huddled in the corner


Lining up at the counter behind the UK Team; Nasa, whom I’ve never heard speak a word of Malay before this, turned to me and suddenly spoke in (formal & slightly fail) Malay.
“CYNTHIA, awak pergi ke sana dan ambil barang lagi”
(CYNTHIA, go over there and get more stuff)


I nodded and ran off, understanding her motive was to make sure Team UK didn’t understand what she was saying–

It was only AFTER the race that we both realized WADAHECK, Team Indonesia could VERY WELL understand everything we were saying, HAHAHAHAH FAIL MOMENT STRIKE #2


Now i only wish before i nodded and ran off, i should have replied, “BAIKLAH”

This competition is nicknamed a “Race” for a reason: We were practically running in a rushed frenzy EVERYWHERE!
Maneuvering our way through the solid weekend shopping crowd, holding our tags up high calling out, “EXCUSE ME SORRY WE’RE IN A RACE MAKE WAY MAKE WAY!”
The only times we weren’t running was in the MRT train, and in elevators. Where we could thankfully gasp for air and analyze our strategies again.



Southern Waterfront checkpoint: jigsaw puzzle! Was fairly easy, this one :)

More shopping & bargain-hunting ensued.

Marina Bay checkpoint: Find the Merlion!

xx

Our sweaty faces, & our chaperon, Han!
I like this picture and how we’re out of breath & sweating bullets but Han’s all like, “no sweat yo”



Orchard Road checkpoint: Decorate a cake, lol :)

Steadyyy hands, now

Success :) now we’re home bound!
And after this we shall consider a career in cake-decorating because WE ROCKED IT OH YEAH



We made it to the Finish Line with about 1.5 hours to spare! Not too shabby eh! ;)
I didn’t manage to get an accurate count on our savings, but it was definitely well within the range of $8000-9000++



At the tabulation counter

The Race took place from 2.30-6.30pm. The winners would only be announced much later at 8.30pm, so Karen, Syats, Nasa and I killed time by resting, mingling with other teams, finding food, chilling out, and even managed to do a bit of shopping at nearby malls we is hardcore shoppers yo



Post-Race

The winners were announced,
3rd prize went to Team Indonesia with savings of $10,000+
2nd prize went to Team Vietnam with savings of $12,000+
and 1st prize went to Team UK with savings of $24,000+!!! that’s doubled the 2nd prize winner’s savings!



Team UK overjoyed!



Cheering for the deserving winners. Hey we’re no sore losers ok! :)

Oh btw my cheeks are extra rosy here because we had just gotten back from (proper) shopping and clearly i had just gotten out of Sephora.



Group picture!

The Controversy


Basically, even before the Race began, a lot of teams caught wind that last year’s participant and grand prize winner (Amanda Zuydervelt of Team UK) is also competing in this year’s Race. This in itself already presents an unfair advantage for them, as the rest of us are first-timers having to develop our own strategies from scratch.

To make matters more complicated, there are further suspicions regarding UK Team’s receipts in the “magic” shop. In that their receipts were found to be crossed out in pen ink, thus overstating their savings. Although, STB has confirmed that written receipts (instead of printed) is allowed…

This is just the gist of the controversy, we have our side of the story too (only Team UK, Indonesia, and Malaysia1 were in the “magic” shop) but we feel we shouldn’t publicly disclose our side of the story yet, until the matter is resolved with the authorities.

But for now, you can read (Team Indo) Hanzky’s story here, rather lengthy but worth the read,
check out the comments too, as Amanda Zuydervelt replies with her say as well.

All controversies aside, it really was an amazing experience

But like i said earlier, Team Malaysia was in it to win it!
And that meant not buying anything pretty for ourselves (pretty = expensive). So all we had at the end of the day were fugly, weird-sized items on a mad sale, and hideous dresses not even worthy to be made into curtains.


We went back to our hotel room and analyzed what we could salvage for ourselves, and the rest we decided to give to charity. :)

I swear i nearly fell backwards (actually i did fall sideways) laughing my backside off when Nasa put on our best dress. Priceless ROFLMAO moment!




Let’s wear this to Zouk tonight



It was a fun, wild ride around Singapore. Not just the shopping part, but the challenges ensured that we all had a Uniquely Singapore experience. My favourite was definitely visiting the Merlion, outdoors and away from the hustle and bustle of the hectic malls. The view was breathtaking, and surely we needed that breath of fresh air :)





We got to keep all our junk stuff purchased, but this souvenir is surely my favourite one :)

Back from Singapore!

Those who follow me on Twitter or Facebook, would know by now that unfortunately, Team Malaysia didn’t win the Top 3 prizes of the Singapore Shopping Race (aww!).

I’m trying not to think about it, but according to my calculations, there’s a very high chance that we came in 4th place T__T but i don’t want to believe my calculations because it will make it cry.

It was a wild, tiring ride. My legs were aching so badly by the end of the trip, i was limping all over the place. David referred to me as his Grandmama once, gee thanks.
And the moment i touchdown in KL, i went straight for a foot reflexology, and passed out that night for a good 12 hours -

but it was all HEAPS of fun and i’d do it all over again. Will blog about it real soon!

During our trip, we even got to hit Universal Studios Singapore, the gorgeous Marina Bay Sands, and other recently-launched awesome places thank you, lucky stars.

But for now, i want to talk about something related to a night that, we girls now refer to as “Singapore Butter fail”.


A disclaimer note first and foremost; I am NOT generalizing all Singaporean guys.
I feel that this issue goes out to EVERYONE who enjoys a party or two, regardless of music genre (the infamous R&B vs. indie, etc), country, or gender. The title only depicts that unfortunate fail-incident that occurred to us in Butter Factory (nightclub), Singapore. But I’m sure this is happening everywhere, all the time.

I share this with you, not with the sole intention of amusing you, or to insult anyone. Just to warn you that such douchebaggery exists, and/or if you are one of them, well, cut it out!


So what happened was, the girls and I wanted to check out Butter Factory during our visit to Singapore last weekend. I stumbled into a friend outside the club (let’s call him Ryan) and we decided to hang together, share a table or something.

Ryan & his guy friends were very sweet with us! In that they bought whiskey bottles and poured drinks for us, making sure we were alright, etc etc etc.

Karen, Gwen and I, well, we appreciate the sweet gesture, but we are also perfectly comfortable with buying our own drinks, taking care of ourselves, etc etc. Furthermore, we only stumbled into Ryan & friends just that night, they shouldn’t feel obligated to provide us with drinks all night long!!

But anyway we accepted the 1st glass politely, and resumed back to our beers and such.

The earlier part of the night was great actually, Ryan & his friends really are a funny bunch


Then came along *one* of Ryan’s friends, (let’s call him Bob)

So us girls went to the dance floor. All around us were girls dancing on the podium,
couples dancing closely, some were bump&grinding, others were making out violently.


Nothing wrong with all that, of course. Everyone’s just having their fun!
But Karen, Gwen and I were dancing to ourselves, layaning the music, having our own usual fun. :)

Bob came along and said this to us. “Are you girls lesbians?”


Karen, Gwen and I stood dumbstruck for a moment at this dude.

Karen: “Are you gay?”

If i were drinking at that moment i would’ve spewed everything out in a burst of laughter, preferably aimed at his face.

Bob: “Ha-ha, very funny. Of course not. But if you girls are not lesbians, why don’t you dance with other guys? You only dance to yourselves.”


I could tell that Karen and Gwen had no more patience for this ignorant fool, (hello can you blame us -_-). But i figured, out of respect for my friend Ryan, i’d be a little more patient with Bob. So later on, i sat Bob down for a little chat.


Me: “There’s a club in KL called Barsonic. Over there, we layan our friends, and the good music. Boys don’t really disturb girls there, or at least there’s no cheesy bump&grinding. Everyone there is a friend, and all for a good time.”

Bob replied with a simple, “Oh ok.”
He seemed to be trying to digest this new information, either that or he just doesn’t care.

Bob: “So, do you have a boyfriend?”

Me: “Yes.”

Bob: “DAMN!”

(oh my god i am not kidding you he said that. wait til you hear the rest)


Bob: “So, where is he tonight?”

Me: “I told you earlier, i am here for work over the weekend. He’s back home in KL.”

Bob: “You mean he lets you club by yourself???”

(-_-) Me: “Err, yes. And i let him club all by himself, too.”

Bob: “Aren’t you worried he will cheat behind your back?”

Me: “No.”

Bob: “How long have you been together?”

Me: “Not that it’s any of your business, but close to a year now.”

Bob: “Oh……” He nodded his head in stunned silence.
His shocked face tells me he’s never met anyone who’s in a relationship for longer than 2 months.

I kept telling myself, He’s Ryan’s friend, he’s Ryan’s friend, be nice, BE NICE.


Bob: “Ok just between you and me, ya. Have you cheated on him before??? TELL ME THE TRUTH!!”

*mental facepalm*

Me: “No.”

I swear my fingers were curling into a balled fist right about now.

Bob nods his head in silent contemplation again.

Bob: “So, you’re in love with him?”

Me: “Bob, it’s starting to get a bit personal now (like 10 questions ago) but…”

Bob: “Oh. So, what, you’re gonna MARRY him, is it?”


And that, ladies and gentlemen, is my limit of patience for educating idiots for the night.


I walked away from Bob and rejoined the rest. And let me tell you, THAT IS JUST THE GIST OF THE CONVERSATION.
There was a whole load more of really mindless, unrelated, IQ-reducing questions that i decided to spare you from.
I swear, i should have slapped him after the first 2 minutes of mind-boggling stupidity, but god has apparently cursed blessed me with a lot of patience.


But oh no, that’s not the end.

Later on, i was casually chatting with Ryan blablabla nothing important.
Bob, who was hovering nearby, decided to pipe in unwelcomed and said, “Aaah, don’t listen to the LESBIANS!”

o_O


You really shouldn’t be hovering too closely if you decide to say that to a girl, RIGHT after she went through great pains trying to talk some sense into you.

Otherwise, you WILL get what you deserve, which is a proper palm to your face.


Mind you, it was very crowded and there wasn’t enough arm-swinging space, so all he got was a light tap to the cheek. But still, not surprisingly, even that can send him into a frenzy of whining like a little b—

I hope my story has amused you, for that is the EXACT conversation that took place. Nothing was exaggerated.

But i also hope that this story gets some of you thinking. For those of you who THINK you can have absolutely zero manners not just once, or twice, or 123456789 times, THINK AGAIN.
Or at least do it from a safer distance.


But later it also got me wondering.
Considering the possibility that maybe JUST MAYBE he didn’t wake up that morning and think, Hmm let’s be a royal arsehole to somebody tonight,
Let’s say maybe he’s just *always* been that way.
What kind of girls would ALLOW him talk to them like that?
Can you imagine how little respect does he have for women, or how little self-respect do these women have for themselves??
These are questions that im not sure i want answered.


Lastly, i cannot stress enough that i am NOT generalizing on all Singaporean guys.
Im sure this breed of ignorant fools lurk in the corners of every country.
Unless, if Bob over there wants to generalize that all Malaysian girls are crazy, then im sorry Malaysian girls, i have done my best.




Currently listening to: MGMT - Flash Delirium ♫
(♫ genre: indie, psychedelic-rock)