...lOnELy WeEkeNd...

Sigh~ Go on and laugh. Before u go any further in ur thoughts about how much of a loner I am, I should tell u that I'm not the freak, glasses-on-headphones-on kinda weirdO...^^ I have friends. To say a lot is a relative word... Ehmm~ but I have quite a few close friends=) So, why am I feeling lonely? u might ask... Beats me.

One of my close friends revealed his dark, hidden secret to me a few days back. He said that he felt so lonely sometimes that a message tone to his mobile would light up his whole face! Unfortunately, that lighted up face soon turned into a disappointed frown as he opened the message.

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WIN!! a trip to Temptation Island!! to join simply blah blah blah~~

He said that going home early from uni wasn't all that good because he would have nothing to do before the night took over day. Sigh~ poor him. I comforted him and tried to cheer him up by advising him to add his list of daily activities. In spite this... Secretly, I was actually feeling the same way. Sometimes. Felt like everyone was having fun out there, while I was just staring blankly at the ceiling of my room. (-_-') That was what happened this weekend. (thank God it's coming to an end)

At those times, I always think of what my other friends are doing...~~ are they hanging out at the malls?? Are they watching a movie?? and the bored mind takes me to all kind of imaginations that make me feel not better, but worse. =(

After watching 2 two-hour movies, I decided. Before I'm drowned in the sea of boredom, I better escape to the dreamworld and let it take me to a hopefully UN-boring tomorrow...^^

So, how was ur weekend?? If it was just average or boring, join the club~~ but if it was good and full of fun...save it. hehehe~~ juz kiddin' ^___________^

Good-bye weekenD. Hello weEkdaYs!!

....'s Next Top Model

Every girl dreams of being a model. Or at least looking like one. Long, slender legs with body curves that are just right and not to mention all the branded 'It' items you get to wear!!

Sigh~ I wanna be a runaway model. Eventhough I know I would never be able to do it even if I own a God-given slim figure. Self-confidence. That, I think, is the most important element in a model's resume. And that's why I would never become a model because I lack of it. But, even knowing that fact, I still love to become a model. Oh well~

And then my chance came to truly experience it. Not a runaway model, but a hairstyle model. I'd have to say... I was flabbergasted!! Excited. Nervous. Mixed with all the other adjectives you can think of. I started imagining hairstylists busily blowing dry my hair; make-up artists continually putting on blusher, powder, eyeshadows on my face; and photographers instructing me to change poses after each click!

*PoOf*

True. Hairstylist do blow my hair busily. But in just 5 hours, my hair has been blown, curles, hairsprayed for umpteenth times!! The hair roots were starting to scream of pain and the hair ends have all become stiff.
and...
True. Make-up artist continually put blusher, powder, eyeshadows on my face. But I never thought it would last till hours!! I had to not only concentrate on keeping my face still but also try my best to hold down the tears that tend to fill my eyes everytime she (the make-up artist) placed the brush on my lower eye area.
and...
True. Photographers and pose director were instructing me to change poses after each click! But the holding of the pose for 1...then 2...then 3... then 4....then 20 minutes!! wasn't quite funit was strenously tiring. It not only drains your energy, but also your appetite~~ (no wonder models never find it too hard to keep in shape) Sigh~

After my experience, I didn't regret trying it out. It was a good and memorable experience. I would never really dream of becoming a model again. But inside me, I still want to look like one!! hahaha~ guess that will never change for any girl