Friday, December 22, 2006
Last two Sundays, I confidently wore my blue baju raya and pierced a sanggul thru my bun and went to Epi's tunang. I don't know wat in the catnation i was thinking but since i was late and couldnt find my chopstick, I absent mindedly thouht that sanggul was the closest substitute(sorry hafiz, im not talking econs) . It didn't take me long to realise what a wrong decision that had been. So before more people begins to see what an idiot I was, I decided that changing was probably the best idea. Luckily, i had brought a spare blouse and a comb. We then went to Vivocity to window shop.
The week after, we attended Shida and Keecap's tunang. Thank god, for this time, I dressed normal. After the ceremony, a whole big group of Andy's childhood friends who are still close at present, proceeded to Bugis and then Cineleisure. We booked a room and watched Take the Lead.
By the way, here comes e surprise. After so many years of going home late, I've finally got myself grounded. Not that its an achievement of something but I do wonder if its me or is it just my parents. If they hate or worry about me going home late, they should have grounded me eversince I started to learn what night life is all about. Why now, when I'm already 18 and starting to be stubborn?
Okay, on the other hand I bought myself a complete set of makeup and a pair of black bra and ermm.. tali G. I've never had black or red undergarments. The only colours I ever see in my wardrobe was beige. Suprising kan? According to some 'heartless' soul (ehem), its very the makcik2. Thanks huh.
And I have finally bought a shirt I've been wanting to have from F21.
Maybe I shall go rebonding tomoro. fringe? no fringe? bob? short? God please.. remind them to transfer those juicy moolahs into my bank.
If pleasing someone I love means a high spendage (does this word even exist. alah, u know wat i mean) of money, then what do I get in return? If it means shutting his/her mouth, then maybe its worth it. If not, I think its time to concentrate on MY own happiness. After all, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. My eyes think I'm beautiful, so what's your problem?
tulah, kadang2 nak jaga hati orang. tapi hati sendiri terluka... susahlah kalau macam ni...
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I guess this is a beautiful mistake too...# ;
