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If you are hating, stop staring.™ Her Babat Face ♥ --- generationgirl2030@hotmail.com  ♥ Sexy ♥ Smart ♥ Sophisticated ♥  21 December 1989, Thursday. Sagittarian/Capricornian. Events Management Enthusiast. Branch Secretary.
Further Description of MYSELF : She expresses herself through fashion, food, her lyrical writings, music and photography. She organized her first gig, The Cynosure Theatre at the Singpore Art's House when she was barely 16 years old. She enjoys meeting up with her dearest girlfriends and enjoy late night sessions of crapping, gossiping and smoking. A self pro-claimed Facebook addict. An avid blogger on most days when she doesn't suffer from bitch fits. A person with flair and personality who doesn't resort to back hand tactics. It makes her look all timid. Like she emphasizes, if you are hating then stop staring. Then, again. Everyone is a critique. And, I am extremely vulgar. Did she mention that she has an obsession and addiction to a one-weird-eight-inch fetish ? Tweet ♥ 
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Friday, January 22, 2010 It occured to me just now when Mama texted me 2 hours after I left home. Her message some sort of indicated that she was anxious and wanted me to be home soon. Well, I was out with Love for a supper date. Anyways, Love was quite pissed because the "Mama-Mee-Goreng" doesn't know the difference between mee kuning and kway teow. Okae, back to my story. Love sent me until the void deck and I walked home myself. I noticed that water from somewhere near the lift lobby was flowing and it kind of left a weird stain when it evaporated. I walked along the corridors of my flat and astonishingly, the puddle stopped somewhere between the staircase landing. Alchohol reeked from some parts of the landing and the stench was unbearably foul. I saw a middle aged Chinese man whom I can assure you is not from the neighbourhood sitting with his back facing me and holding tight to my neighbour's metal gate. I quickly walked to the front of my house and tried as fast as I could to open the door. He was trying to mumble in jibberish but the stench was to overpowering that I just couldn't wait to be home. And, I saw Mama sitting in the living room, in the dark. Then, I realised why she texted me. When I was sure I was save in my house with the gates locked, I tried speaking to the drunkard but I swear he couldn't understand a single thing I was talking about. I closed the door because I think he was somehow unable to understand my Mandarin. I know I sucked but I still get people being confused about my race. Anyways, when I closed the door and went to the bathroom, he knocked again and Mama screamed asking him to go away. And then, he started wailing hysterically and started banging on the neighbours door incessantly. That's when I had to call the police. What if he uses some metal bar and hit something or someone. And, the police caught him. Didn't handcuff him though. Hahaha. Sweet dreams.
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